M&M's: Freshman Enemy #1 :)

Everyone, or at least I, know the feeling of getting an exceptional report card. It seems like for as long as I can remember I have never truly failed at anything. Even from the days of playgroup, I would finish my popsicle stick houses while everyone else was busy eating the paste. haha... ah playgroup :) I really don't want to sound mean, but it's true. That was, up until last week. In my business technology class we have been working on an M&M Excel assignment. We would partner up with classmates and count the different color M&Ms and take the averages, medians, whatever. I thought I did a decent job, I mean I am no Bill Gates or anything but I didn't expect to fail; which I did. I got an F on the written assignment, and for the first time in my life I could relate to my classmates who were eating their paste when we were four. Now, I look at my progress report, and I see a very large C mixed in with my six other A's.--It's not a pretty sight. My parents, unlike the stereotypical ones, are not angry. In fact my dad just makes fun of my C. Eventually I realized that having a C wasn't the worst thing ever; that is after I cried about it for a few minutes. hah. But really, what's done is done, I just wish I could have done it better in the first place. :)