Celebrating Failure

I have failed a few times this semester. Not only in this class, but in other classes and outside activities. I dropped my first course while here at The University of Florida. I studied and put in much effort, but come the exam I fell apart. I lost confidence and the knowledge to execute the problems. I really was unable to grasp the material no matter how many problems I worked out. The class grade was to be based on two exams and on the first exam I completely bombed. I knew I had failed so the grade did not surprise me. Because I was not surprised I was not hurt and distraught over the situation. I do have to admit I failed to prepare and keep up with the work, because I know I still have to work on my time management skills. Next semester I will take this course again and dedicate the appropriate amount of time in order to be successful. Now, I will know what to expect from the course. Also I can continue to work on the material from this semester to better prepare myself. I am no stranger to failure and I tend to be a risk taker in many aspects of my life. You should see me play NFL Madden. I am always trying to convert on fourth down. But academically I do not intend to risk having to drop another course.