I'm Not An Overachiever, I'm Just Asian

If there was one thing to hate about being Asian, that would be being obsessed over grades. Four years in the States, I still can't shake off that kiasu-ism that is deeply ingrained in my DNA. While my American friends are satisfied enough that they are passing a class, I can't even settle for a B when an A is within reach.

Like what had happened today. Since I got my Exam II back in Stim, I was resigned that this would be the class that no matter how much I study my as* off, I am just not meant to get an A in it. That is perfectly fine, because I believe that I can't be good at everything. After all, I am a normal human being. But today, I got my Exam III back (which was supposed to be final) and I have a very high B average. And guess what, A is achievable, as long as I study my as* off for the final which happens to be scheduled 24 hours before commencement.

I cannot not care, because grades are important to me even though I tried many times to console myself that B's (especially at Mines) are good. I'm not an overachiever, I've never been - I am more of a consistent achiever, not a one hit wonder - I'm just Asian.

Is that a bad thing?

Anyway, as a friend pointed out: "Bila lagi kau nak study gila-gila pun?" And I found myself agreeing. So it's back to studying starting Sunday. Packing up has to wait and BJ has to help with checkouts. Which might not be a bad thing after all....