Note:This posts contains a lot of frustration, back away right now if you are already frustrated in any shape or form…or just join me in letting out some frustration with some expletives. Any way you like!
The title of this daily prompt fits perfectly…Land of confusion and for me its acres of land !
Unfortunately it’s not just one subject that makes me wanna slit my wrists, there is a whole bunch of them. First and foremost being MATHS! Uuuughh !
Just the mere thought of maths and any of its related counterparts make me want to scream and shout and let it all out (Yes I just stole Britney Spears song’s lyrics). I mean I choose medical for a reason and NOT engineering because I hated maths. But no no no, maths wasn’t ready to leave me ! Apparently we had to study Mathematics in physiotherapy as well !
It doesn’t just end there, the bad news just kept coming…We had biostatistics, physics AND calculus in our course as well….I mean whattttt??? Why??? What is the use of it all in Physiotherapy? (Maybe there is some use but for now I’m in denial! )
Integration and probability in calculus and biostatistics made me cry out in frustration multiple times because I just couldn’t comprehend with my bad luck!
Now in our 3rd semester we have biochemistry. Like studying chemistry in our 11th and 12th grade wasn’t enough? Chemistry is just not my thing. I got good grades in that subject but it does not mean I like the subject itself. Chemistry makes me wanna bang my head against the wall. Like why do we have to care about how acid base does neutralization?
Today was the worst day in the biochemistry class SO FAR. It was 3 hour class. I survived the first two hours but by the third I just blacked out…LITERALLY ! My eye lids became so heavy with sleep that I wasn’t able to keep them open and I would black out every 15 seconds.
I put my head on the desk, on my lap, between my legs, on my crossed arms and drifted off for period extending from 15-30 seconds. By the time class was over it felt like I was high. My head was spinning and I could barely get up. Sometimes I just want to get up in between the lecture and just do this and be thrown out of the class so I wouldn’t have to bear that torture anymore:
I don’t know whether to cry or explode from anger. So for now I just tell myself:
I have no way to get out of this so I have to be patient and get through it all. I have to end this post on this very important note: