It's over - (No. 78)

I have sleepy ideas about my stats midterm bouncing inside my head.

Well, I'm here right now, 12 minutes before my exam.

I really need a better strategy for this class. I feel really under-prepared. I might score even worse than I did the first time, which was a 75.55556. Hey! So a 76.

Dude, those are tragic scores though, especially since I feel like I understand the material. Especially in Statistics, though, feeling you understand is far different than actually understanding.

I've kind of accepted the fate of the exam. Which is why I'm writing my blog thoughts now instead of any frantic last minute studying. I had time yesterday. It's the same feeling of "oh, please, one more day", the feeling I wanted to avoid. If you don't plan things out, you cannot run from it entirely.

It's unfortunate, but I can do it.

One more day, though, it'd be great.

Part of my downfall in this class is that I'm not taking it as seriously as my other behemoth of a class, linear algebra, and it's not as novel as my EDU301 Teaching and Tutoring Writing course. Those really engage me. This one, well, I started off disliking it, and feeling discontent about the instruction, but I think that the content is high quality. The labs really make you think. I've heard that Nolte's section, the neighboring one, is more fun and more engaging, and a much more easy, but I'd prefer that I learn things.

I'd learn a lot more if I actually studied.

I can chalk it down to not having a reasonable study strategy for this class. STA209 was (is?) kind of my sacrificial course, the one I'd offer up along side my ENG 240 Digital Methods in Literature course. I needed to shore things up in Linear, and then in my writing course. I had planned to study over the weekend, but I did not end up doing so, not enough anyway. I applied for a job. I wrote yesterday's post. I went swimming! I did good things, enjoyable things. I suppose my pace this weekend was slow. I ought to have finished my overdue work by Saturday, and then have allocated the rest of Sunday to this exam's preparation.

The thing is, I like preparing for exams. I enjoy the feeling of writing all the content out, rehearsing it in your head, finding practice problems to do. I like reading the textbook--this class doesn't have an official one, just some recommended readings (that I really ought to do).

I know this exam could've been much better if I'd put a few more ounces of effort.

Dang, thing hasn't even started and I'm already so negative. Nah, it'll be fine. Surely.

Last night, I tried to sleep early, but the Muse kept me up and I was just thinking about books and short film plots and music. I journaled a bit and then finally feel asleep. Alex did me a solid this morning and shook the bed frame this morning because I was all sleep paralyzed and making the pop pop noises with my mouth.

Regardless, few minutes before it starts. There's always the retake. (Not always, but this class has one, where your score can be capped at 90%).

I might surely prevail.