04 September 2007
Numbers
Two 2.5's. One 1.5. One 1.0. Great.
Depressed. That's probably what I can be described as during the course cards day. The day of Judgment, as what me and the gang call it. I've got my grades already, and it's not the grades one would be proud of. I know, at least I passed. But it's not a reason to be happy. I don't wanna settle for mediocrity. Yeah, but I know for a fact that I deserved that grade. I've been guilty of being quite complacent and here it is, the consequence of my stupidity. I know for myself that I can do better at my academics. I just have to find the right (and lasting) motivation to get things done right and get that 4.0.
When after course cards day, It has been usually my tradition to go alone to Starbucks to reflect and this time, to grieve. So after I got all my cards, I found myself ordering the usual cinnamon swirl and that strawberries and cream frap, then found a seat in that comfy shop and slacked off. As I watch people while sipping through the straw, I've come to ponder on a question that crossed my mind.
"Why does this numbers affect us so much? They're just numbers."
Let's face it. These numbers we call grades affects us greatly as a human being. It dictates the kind of work and career we would get. Add to that, these dictates the quality of life we would have. And, to some extent, these numbers dictate the kind of people we would be. Why is that so? Is these numbers that so important that it holds key to our pivotal moments in life?
Grades, just like money, is important too. These helps us to better ourselves to be prepared for the world of vicious predators and cruel monkeys. It's isn't bad too be a GC person. But, just like money, it shouldn't be the center of our lives. Studying to get good grades isn't bad, as long as you get the essence of what you're studying for.
Crap. I can't believe I'm this depressed. Halata pang minadali ko tong post ko. :P Siguro depressed ako dahil din hindi ako nakakuha ng tickets for Sunday's game. Man, wala na akong pera para sa scalper bumili. Amf. Oh well. I hope La Salle wins this time.
Depressed. That's probably what I can be described as during the course cards day. The day of Judgment, as what me and the gang call it. I've got my grades already, and it's not the grades one would be proud of. I know, at least I passed. But it's not a reason to be happy. I don't wanna settle for mediocrity. Yeah, but I know for a fact that I deserved that grade. I've been guilty of being quite complacent and here it is, the consequence of my stupidity. I know for myself that I can do better at my academics. I just have to find the right (and lasting) motivation to get things done right and get that 4.0.
When after course cards day, It has been usually my tradition to go alone to Starbucks to reflect and this time, to grieve. So after I got all my cards, I found myself ordering the usual cinnamon swirl and that strawberries and cream frap, then found a seat in that comfy shop and slacked off. As I watch people while sipping through the straw, I've come to ponder on a question that crossed my mind.
"Why does this numbers affect us so much? They're just numbers."
Let's face it. These numbers we call grades affects us greatly as a human being. It dictates the kind of work and career we would get. Add to that, these dictates the quality of life we would have. And, to some extent, these numbers dictate the kind of people we would be. Why is that so? Is these numbers that so important that it holds key to our pivotal moments in life?
Grades, just like money, is important too. These helps us to better ourselves to be prepared for the world of vicious predators and cruel monkeys. It's isn't bad too be a GC person. But, just like money, it shouldn't be the center of our lives. Studying to get good grades isn't bad, as long as you get the essence of what you're studying for.
Crap. I can't believe I'm this depressed. Halata pang minadali ko tong post ko. :P Siguro depressed ako dahil din hindi ako nakakuha ng tickets for Sunday's game. Man, wala na akong pera para sa scalper bumili. Amf. Oh well. I hope La Salle wins this time.
Labels: School Blues
