Hectic Hectic Hectic!!
Only one word can be used to describe the past few weeks. Hectic.
My dear lord, I've never been as busy and high-strung as I have been these 3 weeks. Classes, projects, presentations, quizzes. It seemed a never ending loop. To top it off, my java tutor is a fucking beeyotch. The bird-faced bitch bloody thinks we are professional programmers. Honestly, we go into her class knowing nothing, and she expects us to write programs without any help at all. Three freaking assignments for the semester! We do have other classes for goodness sake! I have a business communication class that is 100% coursework, with presentations & assignments; a database management class that requires us to build a program using visual basics and MS Access. Itz like programming semester! For the past 3 weeks or so, I have been rushing assignments after assignments, and this woman still adds on to the workload.
Last week I received my first assignment back, after having it graded by her. That BITCH!! She actually insinuated that my friend and I copied each other's program, saying that the structure is the same. Man, do I HATE being accused of something I did not do. For fuck's sake, we all learn the same things in class, using the same guidelines from other programs. For beginners, how much variation can our programs have!? ANd as for those who actually copied mine or other people's program, they never got caught! Can You Believe it!!!
Of course we tried to clear up this whole mess with her, but the freaking cunt-faced bitch refused to listen! You can imagine how pissed we were. The nerve of that Woman!
My friend, SC, who normally has such super-human patience actually slammed a chair into the wall!! I have never heard a single expletive come out from that mouth of hers, and neither have I seen her blow up before; But she actually kicked a chair out of anger!! Woah..
Two of our friends actually went to the extent of comparing our programs, and privately talked to that Bitch regardin the differences in the programs. THAT WOMAN!! She shot them down, saying that she has been teaching this course for so many years, and has marked all our programs, so she can tell when programs are the same. The girls tried to tell her that they can vouch for us, but do you know what the freak said?!
Bitch: How well do you known these two girls? *Sarcastic tone, looking down her nose at friends*
Friends: Well enough to know that they did not copy each other's programs.
Bitch: Well I do not believe you.
That WOMAN!! THAT WOMAN! And she can come up to us later saying:
Bitch: I will believe you this once. You know, there is no need to take this to heart. There is no need to cry over this small matter. It is just an assignment.
ARGH!! I HATE HER!! I DESPISE HER! I RUE THE DAY SHE WAS BORN; AND I ANTICIPATE THE DAY SHE LAYS ROTTING IN HER GRAVE. WHEN ALL THE MAGGOTS START EATING AWAY AT HER SKIN, AND HER BODY BEGINS TO DISINTEGRATE, WHEN ALL THAT'S LEFT IS BUT THAT BLACK SOUL OF HERS.
*SIGH* Well now that all of that pent up frustration is laid out in the open, I feel much better. Anyway, after having my integrity questioned, you can only imagine my bitterness for her. Wait a minute, I think I already did a fine job of displaying that bitterness (or is that an understatement? Ah well..) . So that was Assignment 1; and I just submitted assignment 2. It was 4 days to the last lesson (05/04/05; 10 days to exam) and out pops another assignment due friday(08/04/05)! ARGH! That Woman again!
Basically, I spent the whole of wednesday night agonising over how to start. Thursday 11am, we settle into a seat at the computer lab. Our fingers start their typing. By midday, we are ready to tear the computer to pieces. By evening 5pm, we're not even halfway there. Another 24 hrs to go. 2 hours later, I pack up to go home. Finished?! NOT A CHANCE.
I am back home taking a quick shower, and packing my clothes, going back to school with my laptop to agonise the night through. Back in the school's com lab, we work on the codes till we get kicked out at 12am. Then my laptop has to endure all the pain of this programming business.
By 5am we're still not done. But we have a quiz the next day, so I reluctantly put the laptop aside, and start my studying. Dozing for about 45mins to an hour, we're up again. Time for a bath and we're back in school. Programming starts then. Debugging the program, torturing our eyes while we are at it. It goes on and on. We are so transfixed on the screen, no one remembers lunch. By 3pm I am finally done. But my friends still have bugs in their program. The deadline is 5pm.
The next 1h45mins were the most high-strung we have ever been. I've never seen my friends so pressured to the point of tears before, but this day, I did see it. People were slamming their mouse and keyboards; frustrated to tears; constantly shouting out expletives & curses. 4.45pm, the final one in our clique finally debugged her program. It was a rush for time to do the print screens for the program, and print out the codes. It was 4.59pm by the time they managed to send the softcopy of their program to the bitch. After which, we made such a big hoo-ha grabbing the hardcopies of our programs, and running towards her office. The thumping of footsteps on the concrete floor, a few mad people running along the corridor, and finally submitting the assignment. The last day of the semester ended on friday with a final crescendo.
Turning to each other, we burst out laughing. Laughter of relief, of frustration, of pure amusement at our crazy state. Then the laughter died down, and the exhaustion set in. 2 days without sleep, and for 3 weeks, an average of 3 hrs sleep a day. I see those 3 girls (my groupmates that I have mentioned thru'out this entry) more than 12 hrs a day. I go home and I am online discussing with them again. 5 hrs after I log off from the net, I see them again. I can only say that they are a fantastic bunch. Sure we've got those times when we irritate the hell out of each other, but never have we argued or possessed any kind of animosity for the other. I really have to thank them for helping me pull through this semester. For any other person, I would have pleaded not to see him/her again; what surprises me is that I actually look forward to meeting with them each time.
Though you all would probably not read this blog, SC, Avril-fan & Su, thank the Lord for giving this opportunity to work with you. I think I could venture to say that I have found the perfect group mates.
And now.... The Exams BEGIN.....
My dear lord, I've never been as busy and high-strung as I have been these 3 weeks. Classes, projects, presentations, quizzes. It seemed a never ending loop. To top it off, my java tutor is a fucking beeyotch. The bird-faced bitch bloody thinks we are professional programmers. Honestly, we go into her class knowing nothing, and she expects us to write programs without any help at all. Three freaking assignments for the semester! We do have other classes for goodness sake! I have a business communication class that is 100% coursework, with presentations & assignments; a database management class that requires us to build a program using visual basics and MS Access. Itz like programming semester! For the past 3 weeks or so, I have been rushing assignments after assignments, and this woman still adds on to the workload.
Last week I received my first assignment back, after having it graded by her. That BITCH!! She actually insinuated that my friend and I copied each other's program, saying that the structure is the same. Man, do I HATE being accused of something I did not do. For fuck's sake, we all learn the same things in class, using the same guidelines from other programs. For beginners, how much variation can our programs have!? ANd as for those who actually copied mine or other people's program, they never got caught! Can You Believe it!!!
Of course we tried to clear up this whole mess with her, but the freaking cunt-faced bitch refused to listen! You can imagine how pissed we were. The nerve of that Woman!
My friend, SC, who normally has such super-human patience actually slammed a chair into the wall!! I have never heard a single expletive come out from that mouth of hers, and neither have I seen her blow up before; But she actually kicked a chair out of anger!! Woah..
Two of our friends actually went to the extent of comparing our programs, and privately talked to that Bitch regardin the differences in the programs. THAT WOMAN!! She shot them down, saying that she has been teaching this course for so many years, and has marked all our programs, so she can tell when programs are the same. The girls tried to tell her that they can vouch for us, but do you know what the freak said?!
Bitch: How well do you known these two girls? *Sarcastic tone, looking down her nose at friends*
Friends: Well enough to know that they did not copy each other's programs.
Bitch: Well I do not believe you.
That WOMAN!! THAT WOMAN! And she can come up to us later saying:
Bitch: I will believe you this once. You know, there is no need to take this to heart. There is no need to cry over this small matter. It is just an assignment.
ARGH!! I HATE HER!! I DESPISE HER! I RUE THE DAY SHE WAS BORN; AND I ANTICIPATE THE DAY SHE LAYS ROTTING IN HER GRAVE. WHEN ALL THE MAGGOTS START EATING AWAY AT HER SKIN, AND HER BODY BEGINS TO DISINTEGRATE, WHEN ALL THAT'S LEFT IS BUT THAT BLACK SOUL OF HERS.
*SIGH* Well now that all of that pent up frustration is laid out in the open, I feel much better. Anyway, after having my integrity questioned, you can only imagine my bitterness for her. Wait a minute, I think I already did a fine job of displaying that bitterness (or is that an understatement? Ah well..) . So that was Assignment 1; and I just submitted assignment 2. It was 4 days to the last lesson (05/04/05; 10 days to exam) and out pops another assignment due friday(08/04/05)! ARGH! That Woman again!
Basically, I spent the whole of wednesday night agonising over how to start. Thursday 11am, we settle into a seat at the computer lab. Our fingers start their typing. By midday, we are ready to tear the computer to pieces. By evening 5pm, we're not even halfway there. Another 24 hrs to go. 2 hours later, I pack up to go home. Finished?! NOT A CHANCE.
I am back home taking a quick shower, and packing my clothes, going back to school with my laptop to agonise the night through. Back in the school's com lab, we work on the codes till we get kicked out at 12am. Then my laptop has to endure all the pain of this programming business.
By 5am we're still not done. But we have a quiz the next day, so I reluctantly put the laptop aside, and start my studying. Dozing for about 45mins to an hour, we're up again. Time for a bath and we're back in school. Programming starts then. Debugging the program, torturing our eyes while we are at it. It goes on and on. We are so transfixed on the screen, no one remembers lunch. By 3pm I am finally done. But my friends still have bugs in their program. The deadline is 5pm.
The next 1h45mins were the most high-strung we have ever been. I've never seen my friends so pressured to the point of tears before, but this day, I did see it. People were slamming their mouse and keyboards; frustrated to tears; constantly shouting out expletives & curses. 4.45pm, the final one in our clique finally debugged her program. It was a rush for time to do the print screens for the program, and print out the codes. It was 4.59pm by the time they managed to send the softcopy of their program to the bitch. After which, we made such a big hoo-ha grabbing the hardcopies of our programs, and running towards her office. The thumping of footsteps on the concrete floor, a few mad people running along the corridor, and finally submitting the assignment. The last day of the semester ended on friday with a final crescendo.
Turning to each other, we burst out laughing. Laughter of relief, of frustration, of pure amusement at our crazy state. Then the laughter died down, and the exhaustion set in. 2 days without sleep, and for 3 weeks, an average of 3 hrs sleep a day. I see those 3 girls (my groupmates that I have mentioned thru'out this entry) more than 12 hrs a day. I go home and I am online discussing with them again. 5 hrs after I log off from the net, I see them again. I can only say that they are a fantastic bunch. Sure we've got those times when we irritate the hell out of each other, but never have we argued or possessed any kind of animosity for the other. I really have to thank them for helping me pull through this semester. For any other person, I would have pleaded not to see him/her again; what surprises me is that I actually look forward to meeting with them each time.
Though you all would probably not read this blog, SC, Avril-fan & Su, thank the Lord for giving this opportunity to work with you. I think I could venture to say that I have found the perfect group mates.
And now.... The Exams BEGIN.....
posted by Raelin at Sunday, April 10, 2005
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