*sigh.
Haha. I have an exam tomorrow on French, and yes, it's an oral one.
Arrgh, I find it hard to understand the system of education in France. I haven't studied well enough. And here I am in front of the monitor, googling (quite) unnecessary things which could've waited after the exam's finished.
This world eats me up, and I couldn't resist. Haha. There's a drizzle outside and I am fervently hoping it would turn to be a heavy rain so classes would be suspended. I know, what a selfish thought. Heavens forgive me. T__T
Wth is with me today. Hahaha.
On another note, I'll really try my bestest best so I won't doze off during my NatSci 1 class tomorrow. It's my last class every Wed and Fri, 2:30-4, and we're like 200 students around, seated comfortably in the College of Science Auditorium.
And
usually (as usual as having the class)
I start falling asleep every five minutes. But last Wednesday, i felt sooo ashamed of myself. See, my prof had cough and colds. (I was seated, like, in the third row. DX) And when his voice falters, he kept on saying, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." and "Please excuse my voice, I'm quite sick today."
And then he said these things again and again, I felt so bad because there he is, trying his might to discuss the lesson even though he's sick, and there I was, inconsiderate enough to catch winks during the whole time. I felt bad, really. Then he said, "I'm really sorry about my voice, but you know I have to teach this lesson to you." Awww. He added, "It's like that, isn't it? One time you're sick, and then gone."
I don't know what he meant, if it was a joke or something, because they laughed. I didn't catch the humor. >___<
He dismissed us too much earlier than usual when his voice completely failed him, still muttering his apologies to us who do not understand the bother (what a shallow word) teachers like him undergo every single day.