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"Only I wasn't steering anything, not even myself. I just bumped from my hotel to work and to parties and from parties to my hotel and back to work like a numb trolleybus. ... I felt
very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo."
-- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar |
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"On the surface, it sounds irresponsible, but to flourish in a rapidly changing world, you actually need to make more mistakes. Fail quickly. Fail often. If you do something and it
doesn't work, just recover in a hurry and try something else. ... Help develop a culture that is willing to fail its way to the future."
-- Price Pritchett, Culture Shift |
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"There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room. It's like watching Paris from an express caboose heading in the opposite direction -- every second the city gets smaller and smaller, only you feel it's really you getting smaller and smaller and lonelier and lonelier, rushing away from all those lights and that excitement at about a million miles an hour."
-- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar |
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| score another one |
| Friday, May 8, 2009 |
My Introduction to Interpreting class ended last night with a final exam that was both easier and more difficult than I expected. For one thing, we had been previously quizzed on almost nothing that appeared on the final; that caught me off guard, since our instructor always kept our quizzes on the basis that she may reuse and/or recraft any questions she saw fit for a future exam. So imagine my surprise when I sat down and didn't recognize any of the questions. Sure, I basically knew what I was doing, but it still felt like a cheap shot, almost as though she was trying to take us all down a notch or something. Some of us were in the upper 90s (or higher) going into the exam.
An even bigger surprise came this morning when I logged into Facebook and saw a classmate's announcement that final grades had been posted. We're talking twelve hours later here, and overnight hours to boot. Sure enough, I logged into Blackboard, and the results were right there.
My score on the final exam was 97%, 59/61 to be exact. What's fucked up is that it actually hurt my grade. Yeah. My grade going into the final was so high, 98.15%, that the 97% I scored on the test actually brought me down slightly.
Now that's a good problem to have.
Given the way exams are weighted in this class, it brought my final grade down 1.12% for a grand total of 97.03%, another straight A, and the 4.0 at Maple Woods lives on for another semester.
Still no word on whether they're keeping the program. At this point, we've done about all we can. There may be another round of letters, if we so decide, but that would be about it. I'll keep you posted... so to speak. :) |
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