Celebrating Failure

I would have to say that the biggest thing I failed at this semester is overestimating myself. When this class first began, I thought I would be able to do this with my eyes closed, and be able to breeze through. I think after missing several assignments, I finally had a wake up call. Initially I would try to complete all my assignments before 12pm, and still go to my morning class. But it barely ever worked. This realization caused me to make adjustments to my schedule, and take this class more seriously. Though some weeks I was still busy, and tried to revert back to this lazy mindset, and ended up failing every time. One thing I learned was procrastination doesn’t work with every class. There are some class that are easy enough that you can do a great work hours before it’s due. But then there are classes like this that require actual brain power and needs more than a quick sit down to produce great work. Failure is really hard, but I think failure makes you stronger, and it makes you evaluate yourself. If everything in life was perfect and you never failed, you would never grow as a person. I handle failure by going harder the next time to try not to keep failing, because though failure builds character, I hate failing. This class has taught me that failure in its own way is good, and it forces me to want to put myself out there more to keep building myself up as a person.