A Weary Week

This past two weeks was extremely exhausting, I felt like I had to squeeze out every single bit of energy in me to make it through, which thankfully, I did. I am pretty satisfied with my midterms exam results, except for one. Not only did I fail the test, I failed miserably, as I only got 36 for the test. It's not like I didn't study for it, but it's just that the course happens to be one of my greatest obstacles...Translating French into Chinese. I know it's childish to complain about test scores, but I feel like I could have done a better job, if only I was able to finish all my writing. Since when I was a kid, I was never good at Chinese handwriting, my handwriting is perfectly written...but it literally takes me forever to carve the words. I was always the last one in my Chinese class to complete in-class writing assignments and time-limited tests. For a period of time, I tried to scribble my way through the papers in Chinese and I did manage to finish the work in time, but my handwriting was unreadable. Since then, my nightmare has come back to haunt me again. During the test, I struggled with writing in Chinese, as well as trying to figure out the Chinese for the French words. After a while of futile attempt, I ended up completing only 2/3 of the test. When the teacher gave back my test paper, I was dumbfounded because he deducted so many points off of my spelling mistake. I know that it's not fair for the teacher to make exceptions for someone who did not have a Chinese education background, and that's not what I am upset about. I was disappointed because I knew what the French articles were about, but I could not express my translation well enough in Chinese. Just when things were getting rough for me, I had a fever and a sore throat. As the obstinate and persistent person that I am, I refused to take a day off and rest. On top of that, there were meetings that I had to attend and appointments that I had to schedule into my already hectic planner. At the end of the week, I forced myself to go swimming and surprisingly, it felt good, as I was able to let out all the stressed piled up in me. Anyway, I guess the lesson that I learned this month is that sometimes we can't have everything we want. Sometimes there are things that we just cannot control, even though we think we deserve better, or even if we try our hardest to get it. Although I'm not sure what challenges still lie ahead for the month of May, all I can think of is to give it all I've got. Hopefully, all of my hard work will be returned with a rewarding outcome. Good luck!