So, hmph.

I recently realized something- it is possible to get a bad grade on a test.

What did I do?

Cried on my bathroom floor for almost an hour.

What SHOULD I have done?

Accepted my mistakes, moved on, and hit the books even harder the next time.

Yet, naturally, I concluded that I was nothing more than worthless, going nowhere in life, and eventually decided to become a free spirit nomad and live amongst the bison in the plains of middle America.

After the swelling from my tears had gone down, I tried to get my act together. I told myself, with a stern voice, pointer finger erect, mascara flaking off my flushed cheeks:

"Now, you listen here. Today is not your day, and not every day WILL be your day. Take this as a lesson- no more than a time to see what you have done incorrectly. Go back, review, and make sure you truly understand why you missed something and ensure you won't miss it next time. This is the best time to prove yourself. Find the motivation to absolutely CRUSH the next thing that comes your way, and even if you don't, stay motivated. The world isn't going to stop for your tears, and neither should you. Be the woman you want to be, and forget the numbers. You are more than a number. Instead, lean in... instead, do you. YOU DO YOU. Do your best, do it right, and do it well. No one is asking anything of you, so stop asking so much of yourself. Set a happy precident, not an absolute one. Don't be afraid to fail, rather, let the reality of doing so drive you to be better next time. It is all so simple--being okay. Wake up with the intent to be present. Be in every moment, capture it. Don't let it flee. This isn't about a grade, this is about the pressure. Don't get lost in the sauce, float it in it. Chill in it. Swim in the rough seas and stay afloat. You got this, baby girl, you got this."

Nonetheless, I got another bad grade back today, and boy are these cheeks dry.

We got this.

Si se puede!!!!