As much as we hate to admit it, sometimes our classes don’t go as well as we would have hoped they would. Whether we put in hours of studying, or we slacked off and attended one too many weekday parties, failing a class is never fun. Here are the five stages of grief when you are at the point in the semester where you are aware you may actually fail your class:
Denial
Okay, maybe I’m not doing amazing but I’m not going to fail. I did the calculations and all I need to do is get a 136% on the final and I’ll be golden. Golden.
Anger
WE DIDN’T LEARN THAT IN CLASS. THAT FINAL WAS BULLS**T. I HATE COLLEGE! I’M DROPPING OUT AND BUYING A LOT OF PUPPIES.
Bargaining
‘Hey Professor! I’m aware that my grade is at a 51%, but could you maybe round that up to a 90%? If you do that, I will take back that horrible review I left you. Thanks in advance.’
Depression
Wow. I actually failed. That is the only real excuse to stay in bed all day and eat a whole tub of ice cream, right?
Acceptance
Whatever. I’ll take it again next semester. It’s chill. NBD.
All jokes aside, sometimes you have to retake a class, and it’s okay! College isn’t meant to be easy, and sometimes no matter how hard you try, a class can quickly get away from you. Don’t be hard on yourself, change up your study habits, and round two you will absolutely kill it!