Lofi helps...

Today has been a really emotionally draining day.
Starting with a great vibe because it was the day for my well planned group presentation.

We were required to dress in cooperate and for engineering that's a lot to expect 😂
Of course people were interested to see how others would look in such costumes, myself included.

For the first time, the ladies actually kept the dressing to a considerable mild atmosphere and all the spotlight were on the men😂
Some decided to keep it simple and go with the standard white shirt, black trousers, shoes and tie, others decided to go for the full 3 piece suit option looking ready for their wedding. While there was the incredibly few amount who took the presentation as an opportunity to dig up their old Bridgertton attire; with shirts that had frills and an eye catching scruff instead of a tie.

We all hailed and laughed with/at each other in regards to all outfits though 😂.
The joy was in excess then.

The presentation started group by group and suddenly all the joys of the outfit drained away.
The lecturer wasn't the least amused or softened by the snazzy ties or curly frills, as she was quick to send out noisemakers.

Her range used to describe noisemakers was quite large as the shortest whisper to your friend fell under the range as long as she saw you when you did it.

The presentation in itself seemed just the more stressful as she was a strict scorer too.
Failing two students off the bat for reasons I couldn't make out of.
The ability to switch a group of people's emotions from unbridled joy to sheer panic within thirty minutes is a skill that Uniport lecturers has honed for years, and she was a master at it.

Regardless, I wasn't moved because I was a great public speaker.
I'll be honest, my preparation for the project was 2%, my practice of the material was 1% but my composure was 97%...

And composure was all that mattered 😂

Yet watching my other coursemates fumble and break under the pressure was disheartening to watch so I stepped out.

The presentation was quite long, two hours to go through ten groups who each had a material of more than fifteen pages to talk about, it was a tiring exercise for everyone involved.
I held on to my joy though, throughout the two hours, I waited.
Then the worst happened...

Just as my group was about to present, the lecturer stood up and said she was through...
The rest should come back next week Tuesday...
Students looked up in dismay, the courserep himself was shocked.
She was almost done with the department as a whole, just 3 groups left, and she just decided to leave it.
So we wore cooperate for nothing?
The preparations for a project dished on our laps Thursday night was for nothing?

Suddenly everything started weighing down on me.
All the stress I had endured, the heat of the classroom, the sweat that had dried and wetted again by new sweat, everything just became so tiring.

Some students tried begging the woman but she paid them no mind, picked up her file, her bottle of water, and walked out like a construction worker who was through on site.

I shuffled on home, emotionally drained and beaten.
So I'd have to go through the whole ordeal next week Tuesday....
I just wore dress trousers, shirt and a monkey jacket for nothing.
I'd have to watch and iron it again for another round next week.
And the tiring thing is we were just the first department. She still had three other departments to go through. So they would have to re-dress, re-learn, re-memorize, and re-motivate themselves to climb the stage and talk to a woman eagerly searching to give you an F.
Well, that's just how university is.

A rare piece of advice. Don't go to school kids... And if you must go, don't come to Uniport Mechanical Engineering.

Well, I came home, tired of everything, even too tired to bath and just decided to listen to music.
I was scrolling through my artists and decided I hadn't listened to something calming for some time.

So some time for some lofi... Some time for some Powfu...

A short yet moving song about love...
Which she could hear my thoughts 💭...

This is another love story that's a bit longer..

Now this isn't a love story at all...💔

These amongst a whole lot of other songs helped me calm down emotionally, at least gave me a little bit of motivation to write this post.
Haven't been having it well in payouts recently so that's been bugging me too...

Guess it's just a bad month?

Oh well I have to tag my Irish friend @ablaze for this still sells as a #ttt post...
I wonder what he posted today...
Would probably check it out later...

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