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As warned, here is a post about grades!


I somehow managed to get a 4.0 my freshman year here at school, and since then, it has become an unhealthy obsession of mine to keep my 4.0 as long as possible. I know that grades shouldn't matter that much. I know that unless I go to get my Master's degree it won't matter what my GPA was, just that I got my degree. I know that I shouldn't put relationships on the back burner so I can study. But even though I know all this, I can't help it. There's a crazy woman in my head waving a paper with an A+ on it, screaming "Do better! Do better! If you don't do just as good or better you're not worth a crap!" She drives me nuts! But I can't get rid of her.


I'm taking Spanish this year, and let me tell you, I'm absolutely terrible with languages. I just can't learn them. Plus, our teacher, as wonderful a man as he is and as much as I think he's fantastic, he jumps around during lessons and I'm having a hard time focusing and learning what I'm supposed to. Though I'm going to do my best in his class, I can see my 4.0 going down the drain, and I need to be ok with that. I guess I want myself to be perfect, when I'm far from it.


Anyway, I have to go study for my Spanish test, which is tomorrow. Wish me luck!


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