Gay Guy in Seminary: Day 35 (B Average)

I'm trying to find balance in my life. At the risk of some of my professors reading this, I have decided to shoot for a B average. This is not going to be easy for me, because for the last 2 years, I did everything I could to get the A. Unfortunately, I have also found little correlation between the amount of work I did and the grades I got. I got 3 B's in undergrad, and 2 of them were in classes that I thought I did well in and put the most time and work into. This has caused me to become a little bit jaded, on top of coming to the realization that A's just aren't, or shouldn't be anyway, that important to me. Life is too short to be worrying over getting A's all the time. What does it really mean anyway? That I studied longer to memorize some things that I'm going to forget the next day? That I spent a few more hours over a paper that isn't going to help my spiritual or personal development any more than a B paper would? I didn't come here to slave over my homework. I came here to learn, and I don't think I have to run myself ragged to do that.

As Ryan likes to say, "What do you call a doctor that graduated with a C average? Doctor."

Not that I can imagine him getting C's.

I also came here to have a good time. This is, as far as I know, going to be my one shot at a "college experience." I've never been away from home before; even when I moved to Simi Valley for 3 years, it only took me 20 minutes to drive to my parents house. I want to experience new things and also spend time with the hobbies that I love.

When I thought about moving up here, I thought that because I wasn't going to be working, I would have ample free time to write and paint and explore the city. I wanted to find a coffee shop that had poetry night so that I could get back into that scene. I wanted to start developing relationships with people in my presbytery to prepare for the upcoming battle for my ordination. Heck, I thought I'd even have some time to market my book a little. At the very least, I thought I would have finished my inquirer essays and applied for a few scholarships by now.

So, I am actively trying to be a worse student. I have yet to see any fruits of that labor, but I am not a quitter! The one area that I'm not going to slack on is Biblical Hebrew. It may be a dead language, but so far I seem to be pretty good at it, and who knows, I may finally have a foreign language under my belt after all this time. Shalom!