Wednesday, April 16, 2008
My god.
I honestly thought review was a piece of cake.
How wrong I was.
Well fine, I only need to wake up at 8 on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays for 2 and a half weeks. There are only 8 sessions in total, but HELLO. It's 8 to 5. By the time it's afternoon I'd have gotten brain damage and be incoherent for the next day. And by the time I am coherent, it will be only on time for review right? Wrong.
There are assignments, quizzes, seatworks, class discussions, boardwork...it's miniature school, only worse. You don't know anyone and the teacher will be focused on you. Did I mention that there are only 15 students per batch, stuck in the colorful, airconditioned, camera-monitored classroom? Awful, I know.
We had the pretest yesterday, too. English was okay..well, not really. The words were reminiscent of the type you'd find in level 51 of the freerice game. ( Note: there are only 50 levels) Science was a little better, but physics was relatively hopeless. I guessed my way through. And math...I don't even want to talk about it. It was the last test and my head felt like it was going to explode. I was staring at the algebra equations and couldn't put head nor tail of it. There were filipino problems, too. Trigo was worse. By that time I was shading stuff, panicking.
And so ended my first day.
AWFUL. It was awful.
And then I realized that the teacher did tell us that it was a mixed version of the UPCAT, DLSUCET, ACET, and USTET exams. Gleefully, I might add. By that time my head was too disoriented for his comment to sink in. But when it did, though, I could almost hear the almost-too-familiar rumbling in my ears, the type you hear when there's impending doom going to happen very soon.
Shit.
I am panicking, I know. I need to study, lest I humiliate myself in front of those awfully huge-brained classmates of mine and my equally huge-brained instructors. I awfully need to study. I'm starting on Trigo and Physics now. Tomorrow they said we're going to discuss math and science 1, so I need to get a headstart on that too. I feel like I'm the only one shocked and frazzled by all this. I unfortunately got informed that half of the class were running for valedictorian/salu/honors/whatever you call it in their own schools, and had already studied fourth year stuff on top of that.
It feels like it's the first day of school in STC again.
Whoop-the-fucking-do.
