Fruit [I mean F.I.G.] Reflection

This is going to be my last “graded” blog. Crazy. I realize it’s been awhile since I’ve posted a blog (mostly because I’ve been running around like a chicken with her head cut off and then I was experiencing was sleep was again). ANYWAY, to get back to my point, I’m supposed to reflect on how this semester has been for me.

So, this semester seems to have been a crazy one but it doesn’t feel like it’s the end. I’m actually wondering if next semester will be like this too. I guess we’ll find out in about six weeks.

I remember the first week of classes. I was so stressed about getting to all of my classes on time and going to the right rooms and sitting in the front row to make a good impression on the professors. I also remember feeling like had “FRESHMAN” written in red sharpie all over my body. Life wasn’t so bad and somehow I eventually made the transition from “freshman freak” to “just another day at Mizzou.” **In all honesty it’s never ‘just another day at Mizzou’ because every day I look around the campus and the people and feel loved and accepted…like I belong here for life.**

I also remember looking at all the syllabi that were given to me and freaking out about all the reading, but also being grateful that all the assignments were given at the beginning of the semester (with their due dates) so I could work ahead (PAH!) if I had time.

My interdisciplinary studies class (which is just a fancy way of saying my Freshman Interest Group class) was not what I expected. For some reason I thought that because the girls were in a F.I.G. they’d be more willing to socialize with each other (meaning that I would have more friends than I do now). I didn’t think that the majority of the girls in this F.I.G. would be Greek. I enjoyed reading the novel that we had to (and I’ll probably post my response to said novel as a blog).

Midterms were fun…not! I think that put the most stress on me. Hopefully EVERY semester won’t be like that because otherwise I might be forced to go to the looney bin way earlier than I had anticipated (that was a joke). Harty-har-har. Even though everyone’s freaking out about winter finals right now I think I’m going to survive. I can’t wait to post on Facebook that I’ve survived my first semester in college.

Oh! Oh! You know how I’ve been working so hard all semester and I’ve had five A’s and one B pretty much the whole time? I’ve gotten my history grade up from 85% to 87% and I’m about to write a five page paper that will be for extra credit. I’m so close to having straight A’s. That would be so amazing to claim that I worked 17 or 18 hours a week, but still had the drive to do well in my studies and accept nothing less than A’s. **If I do get a B in this class (I’m currently in it), I won’t be that depressed because it’ll be a very high B and I’ll know that I worked my BUTT off in this class and did everything I possibly could to get my grade as high as I could.**

Now that I’ve covered the academics I think it’s I’m for the work reflection. After a week of classes I started work. I’m not sure why, but I can’t really remember working (besides the first day [Sunday, August 29th, 2010] when they told me to clean the tables and make sure the dining room stayed clean). Before Thanksgiving break work was getting to be hardly bearable, but now it seems really chill. I’m kind of nervous/ upset about my work schedule next semester because I’ll be working three days in a row, but I suppose it’ll all work out.

So, yeah. That’s pretty much how I feel about this semester. (All the other major things that have happened are things that I’ve already blogged about.) At first I was terrified, but now I feel like I belong here. I wonder if I’ll ever get tired of it (like I did in high school). I hope not because I’m planning on being here at least five years (so I can get that masters in convergence photojournalism). I also plan on getting an internship with National Geographic sometime (wish me luck on that one because I’ve got my hopes up), but that won’t happen for another year or two.



So, now that I’m a college student I’m kind of obsessed about checking my grades every day to see how I’m doing. I’m even more obsessed now that I’ve had my first round of quizzes and exams.

Last Friday I had a mythology exam and I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to remember everything we had learned in addition to keeping all of our readings straight. Well, the test took me about half an hour and there was only three or four questions on the readings that I knew I would most likely miss (which I was okay with since I had reviewed everything else and was confident with that information). When I got my score back I was thrilled. I got 48 out of the 50 questions right which is a 96%. Way to go me!

Up next was the history quiz. I was nervous about this one too because the book that we had just finished reading (Salem Possessed) was really difficult for me to read (and even more difficult to stay awake during). Lol. Anyway, there was two parts to that quiz. The first part was objective questions (which were true/false statements) that were worth 40% of the quiz. The second part of the quiz was the essay section where I had to write two paragraphs about two different events. (This was worth 60% of the quiz). I just got my score on that back today and I didn’t do as bad as I had originally thought. I got all of the objective questions correct, but I had a feeling I would since I reviewed the Puritan lecture. I didn’t do horrible on the essay questions either. Overall, I got an 89% on the test. Yay!

I took my math exam Monday night. I’m really good at math (and I was placed in a lower section of math than I have to be in) so I knew I would do perfectly well on the exam. Even though I didn’t have to, I went to the review session the night prior to the exam and did the 31 review questions. The whole test was no calculator (because the whole course is no calculator) so it took me a little longer than normal to finish, it but it was worth it. I got 100% on my math exam and proved to the professor that I actually know what I’m doing and that I’m not just a stupid teenager like she thinks I am. (I’ve already had some problems with her if you couldn’t tell. Lol.)

The next exam (and last, in this round) I had to overcome was my Anthropology exam. I was iffy on this one too and I knew I’d come out with a score of a “B” at the highest. I tried to study as much as I could (using the techniques that I used [when I did decide to study] in high school). Apparently it either wasn’t enough, or I need to find a different way to study for that class. I got a 76% on that exam. The good news is that the professor gives pop quizzes that count as extra credit and I had gotten 9 out of 10 points total on the quizzes thus far. So if you add nine to my exam score I really got an 85% (which is what I predicted). In either case, I know that I’m going to have to work my butt a little harder since I have to establish my GPA this semester.

So there you have it, I’m obsessive compulsive about checking my grades online and apparently I have a knack for predicting my scores in most cases. I rock. Just kidding, but I’m super stoked that I got 100% on that math exam. 🙂