As an art major, I'm forced to take classes in forms of art that I have no intention of pursuing ever in my life. These classes have resulted in a few pleasant surprises, but mostly, they've resulted in terrible "art."
For example, I am absolutely terrible at drawing. I hate it so much because I am just not good at it. I have made my peace with this, but that doesn't save me from having to take the class.
One good thing that has come from making so much bad art is that I now know how to deal with it. I now know how to take a step back and laugh it off. Here's how:
Art is hard. There's already enough people in the world that are telling you that your life passion is useless, so stand with your fellow artists in their time of need. Help a brother/sister out and tell them it'll all be alright. The semester will be over soon.