The worst has past and the best has yet to come
I'm a little angry at blogger right now. I wrote a blog last week but somehow it got deleted. In a fit of anger, I decided to boycott blogger for a full 7 days, but then decided that I need to speak my mind. And so here I am again, and maybe I'll touch a little bit on what I said last time.
So, as the title may suggest, my semester just about hit rock bottom last week. One hour before my group was suppose to make a presentation on our project, we met with the professor to go over some things. While meeting with him, he basically tore us a new one. Just about everything we've been doing up to that point has been wrong, and we need to approach the project in a completely new way. Wow. All that worrying, all that stress that I've been going through the first month of the semester was for NOTHING. It couldn't get any worse than that night...and luckily it hasn't.
Since then, we've picked up the pace. Our project is basically Mapquest for Newark, DE. It is going to be tough, but I feel like that meeting was for the best. My team is now focused, we know what we have to do and we are getting things done. For the first time, I don't have these dreams of not getting the project done and failing the course. I now have dreams of getting the program done, getting the praise of my professor and getting an A in the class.
Of course, there are a few things that keep me going this semester and thus caused my change in attitude. The support I've gotten from so many people is definitely the biggest factor. My parents have, to my surprise, given me more support this semester than I have ever gotten from them ever. My mom told me that my grades don't matter, that I just need to get the credits and move on. My dad told me that as long as I try my hardest, everything will turn out OK, and the grade will reflect your effort. That really means a lot to me.
My friends have also given me a lot of support, from the ones I expect it from to the ones I least expected it from. I don't think some of my friends know how much they've helped me, but its the little things that matter. I think the most important thing is that people have confidence in me, even when I don't have confidence in myself. Also, I think that my group members have confidence in me, and that is most important. My friends, my group members, they all believe that I can get through this, and it really keeps me motivated enough not to quit.
I keep thinking to myself, two months. Two more months and I'm free. My future is in two months. I'm already getting a taste for it. I've had two interviews so far (a third on Wednesday) and I'm excited. In two months, I will be able to forget all about Computer Science and do what I like to do. It's like comparative advantage, everybody does what they are good at, and everybody benefits. I'm not good at programming, so I won't do it. I'm good at helping people, so I will do that. Everybody benefits. It's great how basic microeconomics applies to everything in life.
Anyways, what was I saying? Yes, two months. In two months, I will be exchanging Christmas gifts with my closest friends. In two months, I will be planning a summer vacation with them. In two months, I will be playing basketball every Wednesday in a small gym for 2.5 hours. In two months, I will have a 12 credit semester for the spring. In two months, I may never have to program ever again. In two months, I will finally be able to relax and enjoy my last semester in college.
That's how I get by.
So, as the title may suggest, my semester just about hit rock bottom last week. One hour before my group was suppose to make a presentation on our project, we met with the professor to go over some things. While meeting with him, he basically tore us a new one. Just about everything we've been doing up to that point has been wrong, and we need to approach the project in a completely new way. Wow. All that worrying, all that stress that I've been going through the first month of the semester was for NOTHING. It couldn't get any worse than that night...and luckily it hasn't.
Since then, we've picked up the pace. Our project is basically Mapquest for Newark, DE. It is going to be tough, but I feel like that meeting was for the best. My team is now focused, we know what we have to do and we are getting things done. For the first time, I don't have these dreams of not getting the project done and failing the course. I now have dreams of getting the program done, getting the praise of my professor and getting an A in the class.
Of course, there are a few things that keep me going this semester and thus caused my change in attitude. The support I've gotten from so many people is definitely the biggest factor. My parents have, to my surprise, given me more support this semester than I have ever gotten from them ever. My mom told me that my grades don't matter, that I just need to get the credits and move on. My dad told me that as long as I try my hardest, everything will turn out OK, and the grade will reflect your effort. That really means a lot to me.
My friends have also given me a lot of support, from the ones I expect it from to the ones I least expected it from. I don't think some of my friends know how much they've helped me, but its the little things that matter. I think the most important thing is that people have confidence in me, even when I don't have confidence in myself. Also, I think that my group members have confidence in me, and that is most important. My friends, my group members, they all believe that I can get through this, and it really keeps me motivated enough not to quit.
I keep thinking to myself, two months. Two more months and I'm free. My future is in two months. I'm already getting a taste for it. I've had two interviews so far (a third on Wednesday) and I'm excited. In two months, I will be able to forget all about Computer Science and do what I like to do. It's like comparative advantage, everybody does what they are good at, and everybody benefits. I'm not good at programming, so I won't do it. I'm good at helping people, so I will do that. Everybody benefits. It's great how basic microeconomics applies to everything in life.
Anyways, what was I saying? Yes, two months. In two months, I will be exchanging Christmas gifts with my closest friends. In two months, I will be planning a summer vacation with them. In two months, I will be playing basketball every Wednesday in a small gym for 2.5 hours. In two months, I will have a 12 credit semester for the spring. In two months, I may never have to program ever again. In two months, I will finally be able to relax and enjoy my last semester in college.
That's how I get by.
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