Celebrating Failure

Last semester I failed horribly in my computer programming class. I have never coded a thing in my life, and here I was, expected to perform in a program requiring modular, object-based, code. I spend hours on end studying for this class, trying to learn a new language and keep up with my lecture hall of classmates, all programming so expediently and silently. I was too intimidated and proud to seek help beyond my friends in the class, and eventually it drove me to failure. I ended up needing to drop the pre-requisite class in order to save my GPA. From this class, I learned how to study ahead, seek out resources to further my knowledge, and ask for help. That's all it takes sometimes, a little bit of pride swallowing and guidance from others. I've never failed a class before in my life, quite honestly I have always been a straight A student up to this point in my academic career. I was so distraught to be in that place at that time, my first real failure. I didn't know how to cope but in hindsight, it was a great character builder that has made me a better student. I have learned to accept that all I can do is my best, and the only way I can truly fail is if I do not take advantage of the resources that I have and stay motivated above all else that I can perform. I am so much more likely to take on projects and make the most out of them because I know what it's like to fail - and how to bounce back from it with the right mindset and a fresh start.