my worst day in college
...ught it was going to be this difficult; all I wanted to do was to take an English class, when I went to pick up my print out, I looked at it, and I asked why it said “stand by”. He replied to me “When you came in your first day of college ask your instructor”. Then I said ok and I waited. Finally; the first day to go to college came on October 26, 2004, it was raining and cool. I got in to the class, it was full. Intermediate Reading & Composition is the name of the class and the instructor name is Prof. Carman He seemed to me like he was kind and good instructor. We made him say things several times; because we are not on time and for those students that are always on time is boring to hear the same thing. Life is like that everybody is different; which is good and everybody will know and remember with no excuse. On that night; he gave us a lot of homework and also he wanted us to buy two books and read the first seven pages and also to write an essay. I felt that it was too much for me because I have a lot of thing to do after work and I am not good at thinking and writing fast at the same time. I was confused and kept on asking myself should I continue or drop, but then how will I improve my writing and reading skills and my credits? I decided to come back Saturday. Saturday; October 30, 2004 that day parked and I went to my classroom, I saw less than half of students in the class. What happened to the rest of them? Well maybe they were thinking the same way as me. Is not easy to do homework and go to college after work, and for those that have family it is more difficult. That day; I gave my essay to the teacher for revision and he marked a lot of errors. It was frustrating for me. I wanted to read my book of “Our Stolen Future” but I spend the rest of class thinking on how to correct these errors. At 5:00 P.M. we were dismissed from the class. Saturday; after class, I have to go to work. I opened my car I sat and turned on the engine and I left. On the next block, on my way to work, I saw a piece of paper moving sticking with the wind shield on the front glass of my car. I got nervous and anxious to see what it was, and when I was about to stop I did not see a piece of wood lying in the middle of the street; I crashed my car on the sidewalk. I stopped and I saw the paper. It was parking ticket! I saw my car with some damage on the front right loader, I got really angry. I said next Tuesday I do not coming back to college. This class costs too much money for me. I was making questions to myself. Why it was happening this to me? All I wanted is to learn something not gain more problems. I know that my husband is not happy to...