It has been a very, very long time since I wrote and published in Hive due to university demands. I admit that during my absence, I am missing and thinking about how I can go back again since I feel like I missed a lot of things here. It could be felt by my several blogging friends who, from time to time, ask how I am and what’s new to me. That is something I am truly grateful for. As much as I want to write, my body and mind can’t do it.
If you were going to ask me what happened after a month of absence, I would tell you. There were a lot of things that happened, and most of them were about university stuff. After our midterms ended, the real comeback of what we called pressure hit me so hard. Our face-to-face classes taught me and reminded me that I’m already a fourth-year student and must take everything seriously because this is a crucial part of our college journey.
I do not understand why there is always one professor who will become a headache to you or the entire class every semester. At first, I thought she was cool because, during our orientation, she said she came from a big university, and I had this good impression. However, as time passed, she became wicked and really hard to talk to. She canceled us multiple times, she invalidated our feelings and opinions, and more than that, as a class representative, she told me not to meddle with my classmates' concerns. I cannot do that because she didn’t listen to my classmates’ concerns.
Can you believe that she gave two of my classmates a 4? There were four who received a grade of 3, and most of us received a grade of 2. Fortunately, she gave me a grade of 1 to me. However, I felt shocked and betrayed by her grading system. She didn’t attend our class, and if she did, she didn’t follow the class schedule. Dealing with her is like talking to a rock whose response is blank. I just hope she knows and realizes how much the entire class, no, the entire department, is cursing her due to her irresponsible and unethical behavior.
If there’s one thing I am always happy to do, it's to make sure my output is presentable and follows the rubrics of grading. I’m someone who’s constantly making efforts and developing my skills to keep my progress in check. We made an RPG game because it was our project and will serve as our final examination in the subject of software development. We made our RPG game through RPG Maker MV, a simple yet good start for making your own RPG game. It’s still complex, and there are a lot of technical things to learn before you create your own.
As I was saying, we worked on this project for about two bouts two weeks and a half. We were waking at 5 a.m. and met up at 7 p.m. to start the project. We will call it a night when the clock reaches 8 p.m., we did this for 2 weeks and a half. We were waking up at 5 am, met up around 7 am, and will start making this project. We will call it a night when the clock reaches 8 pm. We allotted almost 13 hours for two weeks to make this and during our presentation. Our professor didn’t even bother to listen and look closely at what we made. We used advanced tools like scripting, switches, and variables, which were not discussed in our class. We were truly disappointed and disheartened that day. We felt our efforts, tiring days, and learning new things to improve that game had gone in vain.
For almost a month, my body gained weight, and I felt it. I believed I had this eating disorder due to the stress I had accumulated. I've slept 3–4 hours a day for a month now, and I’m just enjoying the semester break right now. I have a lot to say and share with everyone, including several projects of mine. I do not complain about our university because it allows us to learn and sharpen what we do best. It’s just that some professors will make your college journey worse.