I scored a 72, mind you:
After 5 hours of tutoring.
After 30 hours of homework.
I'm totally doubting I can do this.
I failed algebra in high school. I wanted to be a biologist, and after I failed they told me to pick something else- look where that got me. Laid off in a dying field, that's where.
And today looking at my blasted 72, it's like I'm 13 all over again, crying at my desk- though today I had the wherewithal to leave the room to cry. I just feel like the dumbest girl ever.
Maybe I truly, deeply don't have the aptitude for this. We all can't have the aptitude for everything, after all.
Just, why did my aptitude have to be for-- oh, I don't know-- making butter?
I really am not looking for sympathy. But the thing is, I have to get all the way through calculus. This new path of mine is feeling terribly unlikely right now.