helloooo monday.
its been a while since i actually had to go to class on a monday. the previous mondays were suspended either due to a storm or a school event or a holiday. nevertheless, its been a while--so much so that i cant remember the last time i had classes on a monday.
eitherway, monday classes have returned with a vengeance.
first class today was at 7.30 this morning and man was it pressuring. its our research subject and (i just noticed my eyes are bloodshot. why? im coming down with my allergy again, so i just popped in my med. let's hope it works) our prof was so terrifying that we actually managed to produce an output from nothing within an hour or two. i actually produced an output that gained a "very good" comment. who would've thought? eitherway, i really cant express how pressuring that was in words. either im really out of words to describe, or my brain is just too tired to think at this point (which is bad cause i have tons of other stuff to finish tonight).
moving on, after our research subject, i had a small "breaktime" if you can call it that. well, compared to my research subject, having my ojt at the guidance office of my college was a breeze since i just had to check some tests and score them. it was a job that didnt require much brainpower from me so it was a rest of sorts even though my hands are working mechanically.
next comes filipino psych after lunch. i had to report along with a group mate but it was generally a pleasant experience, more so since it was then i received the feedback on the hurried output i gave our prof for research earlier in the day. i also had a moment to feel giddy when the topic went to courtship and our prof decided to ask us girls--those who are currently in a relationship--how we were courted by our boyfriends. anyway, after that we had to go to our logic class--which is unfortunately led by a prof i would dare say illogical at times. fortunately for me (and unfortunately for others) it would seem he's playing favorites and are easily swayed by compliments. last time he gave the class a quiz--a hard one at that, if i were to answer it. fortunately our report that made me and a friend exempted from that exam--and get a perfect score. on top of that, i was honestly and unexpectedly surprised to find out i actually did good on our first quiz, which i thought i failed. in fact, he told me i got one, if not the, highest score for that quiz, 32/40. i honestly dont know where that came from but hey, not complaining (one of the questions was define meditation, but since i didnt know his definition of meditation, i went with what meditation meant to me--since ive been practicing it. i think it managed to satisfy. hah).
and then physics came up (dun dun dun). suddenly my brain was drained by derivations and formulas and solutions and problems and numbers.. ugh. i used to like physics back in our prelim period but i honestly dont know what to expect now. i might even fail (hopefully not. but chances are my grade might go down). while i get the gist of what our prof in physics is teaching (and believe me, im trying here), i still get confused. maybe a few more problems might help me smooth things out. i think i had physics for two hours or so? so yeah. its pretty draining.
moment of silence for my braincells that died earlier.
and more to die soon.
after classes, my groupmates came over to work on our thesis a bit. well, i believe we made some progress and its more than i can hope for these days, what with all the schedules and deadlines coming up. which reminds me, i have too much work left to do. evaluations, an assignment, and articles for the newspaper. also, i just registered the fact that as a page editor for the college's newspaper, i would have to check the articles for the features page. omg.
well. i think ima go shower now and get a cup of coffee afterwards (my allergy seems to be dying down now). maybe i can work on some stuff i need to get done (but i think i should accept the fact that i may not finish all of em now).
can it be friday already?
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