Glass half empty? Glass half full? I got a B in math. I was really hoping for an A. Pie in the sky perhaps, given that I have dyslexia and math has been the bane of my existence in this current incarnation. Oh, but I feel sad. Partly because I had a perfect 4.0 GPA since starting school here at BSU. I don't think I have the vocabulary to express what a freakin miracle that is. Yes, I worked my ass off. And yes, I have lived a life time of learning how to learn in my own - it only makes sense to Susan, but it works - sort of way. But still, 4.0.
But in actuality, it's a relief. With each semester, as the shock of all A's would gradually wear off, the stress would set in. The pressure to maintain that 4.0 was getting out of control. I was almost dreading it happening again because I didn't know how much more pressure I could take. It felt like I couldn't make a mistake. Not even one. Yikes, that's a harsh way to live. So in a way, I'm glad. But I'm also sad.
But hey, let's get real. At the end of the day, for me to get a B in math is over the top exciting. I actually got a B in math! Me! I'll float my B in the glass half full.
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