If you give a mouse a cookie,

Well, midterms are over. It wasn't pretty, but they're over none the less. The aftermath didn't turn out as well as I was hoping though. I'm particularly bummed about that. I really thought I had it all together, and I was prepared. It's a difficult moment when you study more than you ever have in your entire life, and you obtain the lowest scores of your entire life.

How does that happen?

Wait, I recognize this mechanism:
The harder I study, the more I desire to do well.
The more I desire to do well, the more anxious I become.
The more anxious I become, the less I excel during performance.
The less I excel during performance, the more I focus on why I can't answer questions I know I know the answer too.
The more I focus on what I don't know, then less I show what I do know.

It's the whole if you give a mouse a cookie thing! But not nearly as tasty. Gotta love it when children's books explain your life.

I guess that means my real challenge is getting past my test anxiety, huh? Unfortunately, that's a considerably more difficult task than doing some extra studying...

Uff da,

Waha