||[Nov. 29th, 2007|10:38 am]
So... it wasn't as bad as yesterday. It was a plushie armadillo this time around. But it still had a hard nose goddammit.
Basically, he split the class into 2 groups, where he'd take one group, and an absolute angel of a man (the head of the school) would be taking the other, and we were hoping to avoid the one he'd be in - myself and Laura had been ripped to shreds in two separate groups yesterday, and here we were in one neat bundle, so we were hoping to avoid contact with the guy. Unfortunately 'twas not to be.
4 groups in the room, and we were the last to present. The other presentations went well, with Tahar asking only trivial questions. I was cautiously optimistic. We went up and gave a presentation. He asked us many, many questions including how much work we did on it. GAH! It took someone else to bail us out telling him how much they saw us in the labs over it. It's not our fault he gave us a trivial toy of a program.
At any rate, I handled most of the questions, and felt good about it, but did feel like I was defending myself constantly. When it was over, I was glowing, until someone said "Aw man! You were raped up there!". Gee, swell. Thanks.
Then once I started looking back, I realised, that yes he ripped into us a hell of a lot.