Everyone says "you'll pass" but I've failed half the tests. I've failed three math classes in my life. One in high school and two in college. I may pass....I may fail. I've never cried so much over school in my entire life (and we're counting the times as a kid that I panicked every year before school started, afraid of the change:often a new school, afraid that I wouldn't make friends). Experiences like this honestly make me wish I could be a teacher because I promise myself that I would be understanding. Teachers want and try to help. My teachers even now, want and try to help. However, if I were a teacher I would see my students as individuals and understand that some of them probably shouldn't have even signed up for my class.
I'm just so terrified. If I graduate with the stupid cap and gown and then find out I failed-ONE class. ONE math class....I cannot begin to express how utterly devastated and heart-rippingly agonized I will be.
Pray for me, if you care even a tiny bit, or even if you don't care at all. Pray to whatever God or Oprah you believe in, I don't care who you are or what you believe.
Wishing you well and wishing I could share someone else's superior mind,