Archive | June, 2013

Third Year here I come!

11 Jun

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! I PASSED I PASSED I PASSED I PASSED!!!!!!!!!!!! I MADE IT INTO HONOURS!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

I’ve calmed down now.  As you can probably tell, I’m unbelievably pleased with myself! I PASSED THE EXAMS!!! YIPEEEEE!!! Okay, so maybe I’ve not calmed down! *cackles*

Well, somehow I managed to get the grades I needed to get into honours!! I’m still not quite sure how though. English was B2, Comp Lit B3 and Theology C1. Luckily I’ve just discovered that you only need two C grades to get into TRS honours! YEEEESSSSSSS! I would have been just as worried if I had known that earlier though. My exam was truly awful, as I mentioned in my previous post I was *genuinely* expecting a fail, or a D at the most. The exam was *definitely* not above a D grade, I only answered half of what I was supposed to, and even then I was shaking so much it was barely legible! I must have done better in the essay than I thought to balance it out! Whatever happened, I’m just so so so so relieved! Clearly my luck’s changing!

And I worked that when you take into account my bad essay grades, to have made the grades I did I must have *somehow* manages an A5 in Comp Lit and an A3/4 in English in the exams! HOW?! I mean just HOW?! It’s really boosted my confidence, which was pretty much shattered after the essays. Now though I see that it really was just down to my own error in interpreting the question. After spending time working on that for the exams I’m a lot happier in my ability to actually *answer* the question in front of me, instead of rambling in the wrong direction! I know that being not well didn’t help much either, but I’m trying not to use that as an excuse cause then I’ll never take the blame for my own failures or realise where I’m going wrong and I won’t learn from them like I have done this semester!

Anyway, I just wanted to post this because I’m *ridiculously* proud of myself for this! Although I’m now just sitting waiting impatiently to hear if all of my friends passed/can be granted appeals and such! Especially in English where it seems like half the bloody course haven’t met the requirements. I think there’s a lot about this course that needs to be changed for next year, particularly the convenor who is so unapproachable and unhelpful for the most part. Really, I think more than anything they need to *actually* tell us what they want from us when sitting the essays/exams. Most of us went in without a clue and just blagged our way through it.

Okay, so I’m going to spend the day watching ‘The Nanny’ on Youtube because Fran Drescher is amazing and I really don’t need an excuse to lie in bed and watch old tv shows all day I AM A GROWN UP AND CAN DO WHAT I WANT STOP JUDGING ME. Bye! I’ll post again in a couple of days(aka, when I can pull myself away from the hilarious Nanny Fine!) I promise!

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Waiting for results is my least favourite thing

6 Jun

Okay, I’m the first person to admit that I’m pretty much the *worst* blogger ever. I don’t post anywhere near regularly, my grasp on basic grammar and spelling is sketchy at best, I never reply to comments, I promise to post stuff and don’t and I can go for months at a time without even signing in to wordpress. I’m sure by now you’ve figured all this out yourselves though, and I just wanted to say thank you for sticking with me regardless of my inability to do a thing. And as always, I’m sorry I suck at this and I’ll try and do better over the summer.

It’s been almost a week since I moved down for the summer and it’s all went better than I expected. I had assumed my mum would’ve found at least a hundred reasons to murder me by now, especially considering I’m still not unpacked. But I’m still alive and relatively unscathed from leaving Glasgow.

This time last year I couldn’t wait to get away. I was so relieved to be back home and I spent most of the summer worrying about having to go back to uni in September. It’s a completely different story now though. I don’t know when I started to think of Glasgow as as much my home as Eastriggs but I can’t wait to go back! I already miss my friends, the Uni (the library! *sobbing*) and just Glasgow in general. Who’d have thought it? After all the time I spent worrying during first year about Glasgow just not being a good fit for me and about never finding my place there, I’m already homesick and it’s been less than a week since I left. I can’t wait to get back.

Going back, of course, depends on me getting the right grades in my exams, the chances of me doing so this year are slim. I know I say every time I sit an exam that I’ve done badly in it, and I guess it’s a bit like the boy who cried wolf. I’ve worried myself sick over every exam I’ve ever done so this time when I tell someone I pretty much screwed all three of them up they just roll their eyes and assume I’m panicking for nothing. Usually, I am just panicking for nothing; this time, not so much. For a start, my fainting came back pretty badly this semester. I’ve missed more classes than I was able to because of that, and I know it’s affected the standard of work I’ve been doing.

I’m disappointed because I knew that it could be a problem and I thought I could handle it. My essays weren’t great and so I was relying on the exams to pull my grades back up. I guess I had hoped everything would be easier with the exams than the essays. I always stress more over essays than exams, probably because I’ve got more time to worry with them in front of me. And I was hoping that I’d be less stressed so my fainting wouldn’t be as bad. Of course, I was wrong. English and Comp lit were bad but theology was atrocious. I fainted in the middle of the exam and ended up only writing one and a half essays (instead of two) because I just couldn’t pull myself together after it. I’m hoping that because of the fainting I can resit, although I know that the chances are slim and the convenors might not accept a resit grade for entry into honours.

Argh, the results are due any day now, I guess all I can do is wait and see. Hopefully I’ll get the chance to resit the exams. I don’t know what I’ll do if I can’t get into honours next year. The thought of redoing second year just makes my heart sink. I know that repeating the year is not as bad as I feel it is, it’s just that I know I could have managed it this year, I’m actually pretty confident in my abilities in both of these subjects. Having to do the whole year again would just feel like a waste. I *can* do it, I have the skills I need to pass well but having to resit the whole year would be such a disappointment and I just feel like I’d have wasted a year of my life for nothing. Ugh. I really hope it doesn’t come to that but the English Lit convenor has said that the chances are most of the appeals won’t be accepted.

Anyway, I’m trying not to think about it. Denial is always the best option.

Right now I’m waiting to go to the dentist. I have really bad toothache and it’s driving me crazy. I used to handle pain pretty well and could battle through almost anything but now I’m just dissolving into a sobbing heap of ouch. Especially when it’s pain in my mouth or ear. OUCH. I am absolutely pathetic.

There’s a lot I had planned to say in this post, I’ve been offline for so long, both on here and on facebook (sorry, I’m not ignoring your messages I’m just not on fb much) and I know a lot has happened. But right now I’m just in a bit of a rubbish mood, I hate waiting for results and my tooth bloody hurts!

I’ll post again in a few days when I know the results and I’ll probably talk about something worthwhile rather than just rambling. (Haha, do I *ever* talk about anything worthwhile? O.O) Bye!