Tests and Tequila 12/11/2001
OK, so finals are basically over. I have math next week, but I'm giving myself a break. I had two finals yesterday and I truly just want to crawl into a hole, forget about Syracuse, and sleep for the next three and a half years. Helen and I originally planned to not look at our chemistry final scores until Saturday. If we did poorly, we'd drink the second half of my tequila (What I did with the first half of my tequila is another entry) so we could drown our sorrows in alcohol. If we did well, well..we'd drink anyway. The test was thirty-four multiple choice questions; we'd be graded out of thirty questions. The final was forty percent of our grade.
I found out from a girl in my chemistry lecture that my acquaintance, Danielle, got a 25, which is a B. A B in Zubieta's class is incredible. I couldn't help myself; I broke my promise and walked across Syracuse's campus in the blistering cold to see my stupid score. Apparently, I am stupid. I got a 23, which is a 76.6667 to be exact. On my first test I got a 13 out of 25, (the class average was a 15), which was curved up to a C. On my second test I got a 9 out of 25. The class average was a 10 out of 25, so that's also like a C. On the third test, Zubieta actually based the test on our notes and on our review sheet; I got a 23 out of 25, which is probably rounded up to an A+.
I feel so ill. I worked so hard for that fucking test. I didn't sleep for three or four days, only taking two or three hours naps occasionally. All I have to show for it is a C. The other sections are much less harder than Zubieta's. Professor Vincow actually tells his students, "Ok, question one is on molarity, question two is on covalent bonding..." Zubieta hands us a 1500 page textbook and says, "Here. Study this." He used some questions from older tests, but I just didn't understand some of the questions. Some people walked out of the final saying how easy it was. You never realize how many more people are smarter than you until you get to college...
At this point, I don't even think I'll have the grades to transfer out. Who's going to want a biology major with C's in both chemistry and math? Calculus is my weakest subject; I know that. But science? I was always so good at science. If I don't do art and I can't do science, what else do I have??? I'm not talented in, or interested in, anything else. My parents are putting themselves in so much debt to send me to this school. I'm not worth their money. I may as well go to a cheaper school and get bad grades. Granted, that won't change my situation, but at least my parents won't have to deal with such a financial burden. I honestly just feel sick right now. And I feel sicker when I think of my math final, so I'll go and study now.
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