First Week = One of a Hell

It's Thursday and I didn't go to school because I kinda went home late last night because I attended a birthday party. But oh well, we don't really have classes today and I thought that I needed a rest day.


I have never felt so much stress in my life.. until I said hello to junior year. I was expecting this sem to be really tough, but I wasn't expecting my first week to be this tough already. First day, I lined up at the terminal at 7am, it was already 8am and still no van, and the line was probably 350m long already (and I'm on the 325th m). I knew I wouldn't make it to 9am class so I decided to just go home since my next class will be at 1:30 pa. And since I didn't make it to my first class, which is devcomm, I missed the orientation of our most important prof this them. I met her last Friday though, during our radioprod class.


So this prof gave us an assignment. She had us photocopied a hundred-page handout, told us to read the first chapter (which was about 50+ pages, I think) and make a concept map out of it. I received the handout last Friday so I need to read it on weekend so I can make the concept map on Monday and not be stressed on Tuesday since the deadline is on Wednesday morning. (Uhm, that was quite a long sentence). And yay for not cramming for the very first time! I had two debuts to attend that weekend. I missed the my friend's debut on Sunday cause I really need to finish reading the handout or else... And yup, it was my first time saying NO to going out because I needed to study. I'm a changed woman. 


After the concept map, she then asked us to do something again. That was my first time to not take my lunch because I needed to go to the library to research! Grabe lang. I never thought that I'd do these things, I never thought I'd sacrifice this much. Really. My friends and classmates know that I'm an easy-go-lucky when it comes to my studies. But really, junior year, what are you doing to me?!


So radioprod last Friday. And prof told us these exact words: If you don't want to find time to rehearse for productions, drop this class. If you're lazy, drop this class. We have to break those lazy bones. Do not come to class unprepared.


I really, really, really, really need to work hard enough to save myself. I don't want to be delisted in our department, or deloaded. I don't want to. I want to graduate on March 2014. I have to.

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