It's how you deal.

So I got my last mark back today (not counting linguistics, which doesn't affect my average). 241, a terribly hard course. Failed it.
That's two courses this term, the most you're allowed to fail. Failing the course also brings my term average below 60% (59.4). This means I have failed the term. Which means I have to repeat the term, and I lose credit for anything I got less than 70 on.

This, as you can imagine, made me very upset. I went for a walk, almost in tears. I felt like a total worthless failure. People can say, oh, it was a hard term, or oh, you're in a hard program, but none of that really means anything, those are excuses, and they don't mean anything. I failed, it is no one's fault but my own, and I have to accept the consequences.

Then I decided that I could wallow in self-pity and hate myself, or I could bite it, and figure out what to do about this. I've elected to do the latter. I'm not 15 anymore, it serves no purpose for me to hate myself. All I can do is see what my options are, choke back my pride, and move on with my life. I'm talking with my program coordinator next week. According to what i've read, I need one more percent in any course to continue to 3A. Maybe we can review my exams. I really don't know how I got 45 in 241. I thought the exam went really well, and I had good lab marks. I would have had to get a 36 on the exam, based on my calculations, to get that low a mark. I really don't think I got a 36 on the exam.

Bite my pride, gather myself up, and move forward.