What occurred to your mind when you hear the word disappointed? For me, it is simply a mismatch between what I expect and the reality.
Maybe you ever noticed my ‘5th semester affirmation’, in the sidebar (though it is now deleted). This is where the disappointment came from, because my 5th semester GPA is far below my expectation.
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| The disappointing report card |
The thing is, I put a lot of effort for this semester’s assignment. I had travel to other city only to gather data for my research, hardly sleep enough; causing me some metabolite problem—made me gain almost 10 kg in 3 month...
I did try confirming the grade to my lectures—for I think that the score I got wasn't fair at all, compared to my hard working. But seemingly they had wrapped the grade, left me disappointed.
And my dear readers, I am sorry for complaining a lot.
I grieved for days because of this. I used to be quite bright. Getting low grade this semester kind of blew me. It ruined my plan. I couldn’t apply for scholarship—because it requires at least 3 on the GPA. I had to retake the failed subject, such a waste of time. It means I wouldn’t be able to graduate on schedule.
The worst is not that I disappointed myself, but also my parents. I’m ashamed. I know that they put a lot of hope on me, but what did I give to them? A low grade? Meh!
Then I brace myself to tell my dad about my grade.
But, he wasn’t angry. At all. Like my failure wasn’t a big thing. He told me that it was okay I didn’t get ‘income’ from this semester’s grants; I still could write short stories, get it published and received honorarium from that (oh yeah, I got my story published on a magazine last November) or earning some bucks from my freelance job as psycho-tester. He even mocked the lectures with me, LOL.
Here’s what he said about my grade
"Leave the bad grades behind and live more optimistically next semester."
Isn’t he the coolest dad ever?
My Mom too, is supporting enough. She knows how hard I work for last semester's assignment. For her, my low grade was just some bad luck. Well, true enough.
Yeah, grieving over the wrapped score won’t change anything. Keeping angry to my lecturers won’t do me any good. I will retake my failed classes, trying to get a better score and stop complaining about my disappointment.
Wishing you all a good—non-disappointing day!
