Diary Today
May 9 friday 2014
I woke up around 11 am because of the thunder sound. I thought I must have been dreaming ,but
I realized that it was true that the scary loud thunder was real. My translation class is at 10am.
I felt terrible not only because I was too tired but because I realized that I was late for the class again!
It was a disaster. I was already absent of the class perhaps four times and late once. I regretted again that I took the calss for this semester. anyway, I got up barely opening my eyes so that I could not be late for the another class. Fortunately, I arrived at school on time. The class is political science class and it is also kind of English class because the professor who teaches the class is an american and he speaks English during the time. So I need to concentrate on the class more than any other classes because it will be more difficult to understand some contents if I miss them.
After one hour, I felt very tired. Even though I strived to concentrate on what professor said, it was too hard to open my eyes. When I was almost about to fall asleep , I felt a shadow coming.
The shadow was professor! I screamed out in my mind, 'Oh no, forgive me ,sir. I'm not ready to answer your question.' . As I expected , He came to me and asked me what is needed if he asks me to make a smart phone when I have the material. I didn't know what professor explained about jsut before,and actually I don't know about political science so much that I was embarrassed. So I answered, 'People?, and he said, 'then Let's suppose that you are the people.'. I felt everybody watch me, so I asked myslef to be relax and answerd, 'Skill?'. He said, 'then I gave you the skill. cheeeeek!'. I didn't have good ideas. Finally, Professor answered the question and I blamed on my ignorance.
well, I don't care so much about what happend today ,but it is clear that I was a little bit depressed about these... After all, Tomorrow is another day!!!
I will forget being bit depressed and expect happier tomorrow.
the end.
Well, at least you got a dramatic blog post out of the experience :)
답글삭제Your writing is quite expressive - I could easily understand your feelings at each stage of the story.