Well, I went from top of the world last week to bottom of my shoe this week.

 

Something you should know about me. I'm a perfectionist with grades to die for, but with every slight mistake I sink into a slight depression.

 

For starters, I check the collegeboard this moring and my SAT II grades are 50-100 points lower than I was shooting for. Great, now most Ivies are going to ignore me.

 

Next, I get to Forensics class to find out that I accedentally walked out of the room with half of my test the day before. Not only that, but on the day I had a lab due, I spent the whole day in the guidence office preparing for a last minute interview with Harvard (the guy called me 32 hours before the interview to set it up). I quickly fished both papers out of my bag, but she said she'd only accept the test questions because she couldn't accept the rest in good faith after knowing I had the test that weekend. Today dropped my average from ~96/97 to a 91.

 

Three periods later, I get to Calculus and we're given our quarter finals back. After studying all weekend and the day before (voting day), I got my test back to see an 85. Great. Now doing the math in my head, I dropped my average from roughly a 97 to a 93. And all the questions I got wrong were either A) Dumb mistakes or B ) Stupid mistakes.

 

Putting both classes together, I then realized next period that I had killed my shot at getting #5 in class rank (I'm .1 away from her). Great, now all the Ivies are going to ignore me! I ran to the bathroom just in time not to break down in front of my friends and blamed my contacts for my red eyes.

 

And to add to this mess, my friend got 4th seat in band (he's supposed to be 2nd behind me) and I had just recieved my ACT scores the day before (only a 1 point improvement from last time). Oh, and I just realized that I was supposed to meet with my guidence counselor today, but flat out forgot.

 

So this one day I singlehandedly slaughtered my chance at the school of my dreams. And I have to face the wrath of my mother when she gets home tonight.

 

Well, at least one good thing came of the day; I saw a friend whom had gone to college. Then again, he shouted my name into a microphone, so... yeah, I turned beat-red.

 

Sorry to anyone who I forced to read this depression ! Here's something that should make you smile.

 

I went through something similar recently, but not so bad. I'm definitely like you when it comes to grades, which is funny because I got Cs and Ds in High School Couple of weeks ago in my Psychology class, I got a C on a quiz. If was the first grade I got that was below a A in there and I was so depressed. Brought my grade down to a B, and I really need as many As as I can get to move my GPA higher. But this week I got a paper back from her and she gave me 100%! So now I'm back to having an A.

 

I don't know how the Ivy League schools work, but from what I know about the University I'm transferring to that I've taken so many college credit that they won't even ask for my SAT and ACT scores. If they won't allow that, then I guess either keep trying to bring those scores up or choose another university. It may not be your dream school, but what really matters is the career afterwards. I'm sure you'll be able to still follow the same one studying at another school.

Don't feel so bad, 91 and 93 are still great grades. I'm sure you'll be fine!

Believe it or not, even some of the most revered schools take kids who aren't 1000000% in everything. From the small percentage of people who can maintain perfect scores, a lot of them can't pay for such expensive schools. My brother's high school girlfriend went to Harvard (Already proves she's ten million times smarter than myself) and she had a B+ EVERY YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL in Math. If you're already in that A range, you're probably going to do just fine.

It happens.

I was a good student and after a blink of an eye I got bad grades.

But that didn't stop me.