Wednesday December 22, 2004

Might as well write up another journal entry. That'll mean I've averaged two entries per month for the entire year, which was what I set out to do. Yipee. It leaves time to post another entry, too, should I decide to go above and beyond.

Now if only I had something to write about.

Right, I guess I can tell you my grades for the semester. I made an A in psychology. I was really hoping I maintained that, and was glad to see that I did. When I checked online to see my grades, that and one more had been posted. English. I got a C. I was pissed.

There are only four grades that go into my English grade. A decorum grade (participating in the conversations, coming to class, etc), doing the work (had to do every last "exploration," 30 or 31 in all), a midterm, and a final. Each grade was worth 25%. I received an 84 on the midterm.

That was the only grade I knew going into the final, but I assumed I was fine on decorum and explorations. I participated in the conversations and missed only three or four classes the entire semester. I did all the explorations, of course. Three or four (the one's I would've turned in but didn't since I missed those classes) were turned in late. Three or four late out of 30 or so explorations wasn't bad, I thought. And, as I said, there was an 84 on the midterm.

Half of the final was a take-home essay, which I did. I estimate that I got about half of the questions on the final right. 100% of the 50 possible points on the take-home essay plus 25 points on the questions would have put me at a 75 and, I thought, would've been more than enough for a B in the class. Wrong. I guess she graded me pretty tough on the essay and/or the decorum grade and explorations. The bitch.

A few days later the other three grades were posted. Another A, this one in philosophy. It's funny that I gave serious thought to dropping that class because I thought my grades were so low. Two Bs -- geology and computer. That's a 3.2 GPA for that semester. I'm still angry because I was so sure I had made the dean's list this semester but missed it, probably by a hair.

I'm taking 15 hours next semester, and hopefully I can improve even more.

There was something else. What was it? Oh well. Screw it. Merry Christmas and happy new year if I don't post another one of these before then.