I know it's a week later, and I'm just now getting around to updating my blog, but that doesn't mean the outcome is any different! I passed my last test last week!! I did it! I'm officially done with speed classes. This has been 4 years in the making, and I can't believe it's finally over. I'm happy and relieved all at the same time. It feels so good to have my freedom back. I am still working on my machine trying to get better and better, but I feel I'm not locked to my machine like a ball and chain. I can go out and enjoy my weekends and keep up with everyday activities during the week. I can go to the girls' cheer activities now. That feels so good. Like I said, though, I'm still practicing high speed dictation and working on my accuracy.
As for the future, all of that is up in the air at the moment. I will post again as soon as I have more info.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Sunday, September 4, 2011
THE END IS NEAR!
I know it's been quite a while since I posted anything. That's mainly because I had nothing new to report, except failure after failure after failure. There were so many tests that I felt so good about and just knew they were passes, only to be told they weren't. Not only were they not passes, but I failed at them miserably. There were a slight handful of tests that I came close, one even within 4 mistakes of a pass, but close is not good enough in this field.
However, with that said, I am happy to report that I've done it---I am only ONE test away from being done with speed!! Here's a recap of the two passes I achieved:
It was our third night back at school for the Fall semester. That night didn't go very well as the test material was quite brutal. I had some tests saved from previous nights, so I figured I might as well work on them. I worked on the first one, finished it and put it aside. I then started working on the others. The remaining tests might have been good, but I'll never know. I "felt" like they weren't good, so I trashed them. I went back to the first one I finished, printed it out and looked it over, then thought, "What the heck, I might as well see how close I got." I corrected this one myself. Error after error after error...or so I thought. After throwing in the towel, figuring another one bites the dust, I input each page of errors into my calculator, hit the = button, and got the shock of my life!! I literally gasped...out loud. I think I stopped breathing for a second. The room literally started spinning, my hands shaking, I couldn't breathe. The calculator said I missed 52. I'm allowed to miss 56 and still pass. This can't be. I made a mistake somewhere. I forgot to add a page of errors or something, this couldn't be. I added all the pages together again. 52. No, no, no, this can't be. This can't be right. I immediately gave the test to my teacher to correct and proceeded to sit in my chair, barely able to breath, preparing myself to fight back tears when she told me I calculated it wrong. She found two more mistakes that I missed. 54. I can miss 56 and still pass. I'm slowly breathing and telling myself not to cry when she tells me I was wrong. Yet, she didn't tell me that. She told me I PASSED!!! I cannot even believe it. I just can't believe it. That has to be a fluke or something. It's too good to be true. But alas, it was a solid, bonafide pass. I did it!!!
The second pass came just the following class the same week (last week). I felt pretty good about the tests I did that night. That night, like every other night, I strive for perfection, and I know a couple of the tests I was not perfect. That really affected me mentally. I decided to type one up anyway, just to see how close I got. I was sure that I would get two more passes within the next couple weeks. I typed one up, printed it out, handed it in. I thought again, let's do this for the heck of it and see how close I got. While my teacher graded my test, I started working on another one. The second one I worked on was probably good, but I didn't feel 100% confident in it, so I trashed it as well. Out of nowhere, my teacher says, "Way to go, Kim, you did it!" I did what? What did I do? I PASSED another one!!! This one was the best I ever did, only 42 mistakes! I just can't believe it. Still can't. She was so proud of me. I was just beside myself, still am. Only one more test to go and I'm outta there!!
As I sit here right now, I'm still in shock. I have failed so many times, that it doesn't seem real to actually pass. Since passing my second one, every now and then I'll think about it and just get so giddy that I only have one more to go! Only one more and I'm done!! I never thought I'd see this day. Everything is riding on this one last test....mainly, my freedom. I need and want my life back. My whole life has been consumed by school and homework. I just want my life back and to start making money, any kind of money, it doesn't matter.
That's all for now. I will post again as soon as I pass my last one.
However, with that said, I am happy to report that I've done it---I am only ONE test away from being done with speed!! Here's a recap of the two passes I achieved:
It was our third night back at school for the Fall semester. That night didn't go very well as the test material was quite brutal. I had some tests saved from previous nights, so I figured I might as well work on them. I worked on the first one, finished it and put it aside. I then started working on the others. The remaining tests might have been good, but I'll never know. I "felt" like they weren't good, so I trashed them. I went back to the first one I finished, printed it out and looked it over, then thought, "What the heck, I might as well see how close I got." I corrected this one myself. Error after error after error...or so I thought. After throwing in the towel, figuring another one bites the dust, I input each page of errors into my calculator, hit the = button, and got the shock of my life!! I literally gasped...out loud. I think I stopped breathing for a second. The room literally started spinning, my hands shaking, I couldn't breathe. The calculator said I missed 52. I'm allowed to miss 56 and still pass. This can't be. I made a mistake somewhere. I forgot to add a page of errors or something, this couldn't be. I added all the pages together again. 52. No, no, no, this can't be. This can't be right. I immediately gave the test to my teacher to correct and proceeded to sit in my chair, barely able to breath, preparing myself to fight back tears when she told me I calculated it wrong. She found two more mistakes that I missed. 54. I can miss 56 and still pass. I'm slowly breathing and telling myself not to cry when she tells me I was wrong. Yet, she didn't tell me that. She told me I PASSED!!! I cannot even believe it. I just can't believe it. That has to be a fluke or something. It's too good to be true. But alas, it was a solid, bonafide pass. I did it!!!
The second pass came just the following class the same week (last week). I felt pretty good about the tests I did that night. That night, like every other night, I strive for perfection, and I know a couple of the tests I was not perfect. That really affected me mentally. I decided to type one up anyway, just to see how close I got. I was sure that I would get two more passes within the next couple weeks. I typed one up, printed it out, handed it in. I thought again, let's do this for the heck of it and see how close I got. While my teacher graded my test, I started working on another one. The second one I worked on was probably good, but I didn't feel 100% confident in it, so I trashed it as well. Out of nowhere, my teacher says, "Way to go, Kim, you did it!" I did what? What did I do? I PASSED another one!!! This one was the best I ever did, only 42 mistakes! I just can't believe it. Still can't. She was so proud of me. I was just beside myself, still am. Only one more test to go and I'm outta there!!
As I sit here right now, I'm still in shock. I have failed so many times, that it doesn't seem real to actually pass. Since passing my second one, every now and then I'll think about it and just get so giddy that I only have one more to go! Only one more and I'm done!! I never thought I'd see this day. Everything is riding on this one last test....mainly, my freedom. I need and want my life back. My whole life has been consumed by school and homework. I just want my life back and to start making money, any kind of money, it doesn't matter.
That's all for now. I will post again as soon as I pass my last one.
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