THE DIARY GAME : Sep. 9, 2020 : My Mean Professor

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1:32pm. Our afternoon class just started. Readings in History.
We haven't met our professor for long, but we already hated him. He shames those students who answered wrong, schools shouldn’t be like that. Failure is part of life, those who don’t make mistakes doesn’t learn. In business, failure is essential in a way.

Luckily, my partner and I did a great job compared to our other classmates. So our chance of getting shamed and scolded is small. And I was right! Our professor just asked us to revise the third paragraph (which is my partner’s part) a little and we’re clear.

I’m not really great in English either, but I think my teacher is fairly satisfied to my grammar? He didn't comment anything about my part, he didn't even looked my way. So I guess I did a good job today, yay!
That makes me happy in a way, small, but still.

My mean professor really hounds those students who have wrong punctuation, grammars and other stuff like that. So, yeah. Of course, there are those who are unfortunate. Some of my classmates weren’t so lucky.

After that class, we have an acquaintance party through Zoom! Yes, that’s right. It’s online. Which is like having a wedding through Zoom(which I saw online).

I don’t know why of all times, especially in the middle of class, they want to hold a party.

They asked us to show our talents through the camera, some students are only wearing house-clothes. Which is very informal and revealing to some.

The good thing is that many showcased their singing talents - YES, just singing talents - Which was great!

But there are also many students who didn't even attended, but I did. It’s just that it’s a requirement, that's why.

I’m not a big fan of those stuff so I attended it through the phone - but! I left to go wash the dishes. Which technically, I'm absent but they don't know that.

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(Photo: My subject notebooks, piling up. Giving me a major headache)

I live a pretty mundane boring college life. And it was extra boring because of this pandemic.
Nursing in college is very stressful and takes a lot of my time, not to mention there’s a lot of requirements to be passed today.

I also have a lot subjects, there's even minor subjects that was covered here in my school but doesn't appear on other school's syllabus.

But I can't do anything about it. Tuition in nursing killed almost all our savings. I need to do better, I can't fail this.

We have classes on Saturday too, and I already missed my 2-day break in high school. I guess this is what it means to be an adult. I’m sure I’ll face harsher scenarios in the future, one thing is for sure though. Adulthood is harsher than I thought.

Writing about these kinds of things makes me miss my childhood, I was suddenly struck by nostalgia and it makes me feeling down, unmotivated and lazy most of the day already.

I think that's it for today. Just like what I said, I'm already feeling lazy. So-
I want to sleep now and it's only 4:04pm, I guess I at least deserve this nap. Siesta time~~

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Anyway, thank you for reading. Quack Quack to you all~ <3

Diary Entry #01: My Mean Professor
(Sep. 12, 2020)

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