Is it weird that grade curves are really odd to me?
My undergraduate institution did not use curves. If any particular professors did, they did not tell us. The grade you got was the grade you deserved. I’ve always felt that was fair.
The whole concept, in fact, of a teacher grading on a curve, seems sort of mean. In essence, no matter how well you do, if you aren’t in the highest percentile, you won’t get an A. I could do A-quality work, but if some predetermined slice of other students in my class do A+ quality work, I could very easily be assigned a B instead of an A.
This is something I am not going to like about law school.
The last few weeks have been unproductive. Once I had my wisdom teeth out, my schedule went to pot. I stopped studying as regularly and I stopped going to the gym in the morning. Consequently, my practice test scores have suffered and I have gained about five pounds. Both of these things are unacceptable.
I’m a firm believer in recognizing your weaknesses and countering them however you can. And here’s what I’ve noticed about me:
- As much as I like the way I feel when I go to the gym early in the morning, I am not an early riser. It is far more likely that I’ll reset the alarm and stay in bed at 6 am than actually get up and venture out to the gym. I know this because I have done it several times in the last three weeks.
- When I am at home, almost anything else I can do will be more attractive than studying. And when at home, there are lots of other things for me to donot just the unproductive ones, like watching TV and reading novels, but also the homeowner things, like cleaning and drywall repair.
So. These shortcomings firmly in mind, I’m making some “New [School] Year Resolutions.” Nevermind that I’m not in school; I work for an educational institution, so I feel the academic cycle as much as any other student or teacher. These resolutions are:
- I will go to the gym after work. This will be more inconvenient for me, as the gym is much more crowded at 5:30 pm than at 6:15 am, but the morning thing just isn’t happening. My punishment for being so lazy in the morning, then, is that I will fight rush hour traffic, scavenge for a parking space, and actually get some exercise.
- I will follow up my trip to the gym with a trip to one of my favorite coffeehouses, where I will be without my computer and wireless accessand therefore without distractions. I will study for the LSAT. I will take practice tests. If I begin to feel confident in my performance on said practice tests, I may work on my personal statementagain, though, sans computer. I will work in longhand. This will probably be more productive anyway, since I won’t get caught up on a single turn of phrase and attempt to edit it to perfection as I am writing. This is the problem with word processing.
The beautiful thing is that husband is in class late two nights a week. So my gym/coffeehouse schedule will work beautifully on those nights. The nights he’s in class but not late, I can still go to the gym after work and beat him home. And finally, he has agreed to come with me to a coffeehouse or some location that is not our home on the weekends so we can BOTH get some studying done.
This, I think, is good practice for the future.
This article makes me feel better about being the oldest woman in my family without a child.
Watching To Kill a Mockingbird. God, I love this movie. The book is good (I haven’t read it in yearsprobably since middle school) but the movie is phenomenal. I just love Atticus Finch.
Mr. Angst is taking some classes this semester (and next, for that matter) at the local community collegeprimarily math and programming classes to fulfill prerequisites for the masters programs he’s looking at.
He’s only been in class a week, and I hate it. Not that he’s in class, and not even that he’s in class relatively late most nights of the week. We’re pretty good at squeezing in what time we can, when we can.
No, I’m hating the disruption. Suddenly my schedule is all out of whack. Usually, we eat dinner together almost every night of the week; now, he’s eating out three nights a week, and I’m left to either cook for one (blech) or scavenge what leftovers there may be. Or eat a sandwich (double blech). When he gets home, he has homework to dowhich is also fine, as watching him work encourages me to study for the LSAT and work on my personal statementbut the added tasks mean we go to bed later and more tired, and that makes getting up early enough to do productive things before work even harder.
I know that, next year, we’ll be dealing with the same kind of upheaval and I’m not looking forward to it.
The things I am looking forward to: having something more to do in the evenings and on the weekends than household chores (I much prefer studying to housework). Reasons to actually get research done in preparation for writing. Lots of extra reasons not to watch TV more than I should (I often put it on just for the white noise, and find myself sucked into shows I have no real interest in). Using my brain. Being in school.
Just when I start thinking positive…today’s practice LSAT was not good. I backtracked by 4 whole points. I’m a little hungover, not really motivated, and have probably done too much thinking about things lately. Oddly, my games performance remained the same — about 16 correct. It was the other sections that I lost points on.
Good experience, though, good experience. After all, I could feel bad or be mentally fuzzy on the actual day, just like this morning. Just have to get over that. And over the feeling that the practice tests don’t really have any meaning. That hurts my motivation to sit through the damn thing and keep my focus up.