
I got a headache.I didn't understand what she was talking about..i got sleepy.I was Yawning broadly..Luckily, nobody noticed me.AHAKS..Time for copying the note.That was no problem..i did it. At the hostel i didn't look at the notes at all..just put the note nicely on my desk. That was my C++ class routine. Oh ya! if i had tutorial, i just copied from my bestfriend who stayed next to my room.What an easy life!
The next day was the practical class. We had to sit for hours in front of the computer to make c++ programming. I felt time went by too slowly...an hour was like a year in the computer laboratory.I thought that was normal when we are doing things that we were not interested in.I swore i didn't know what i was doing.Just copied the programming from my friend who sat next to me.honestly, it made my neck ache.
Programming was very sensitive..if we missed to put a fullstop or comma, it will be a big error. (just information for those never learn programming course).
i felt like someone punched my stomach right away when my lecturer called my name.What a disaster!! Oh Allah, please help me...speechless..My lecturer asked me to present every single line of what i had done to my friends.What a great shame! i had no choice..i had to admit that i understood nothing. After asking for forgiveness, i ran straight to the toilet..i cried my heart out!
Unexpectedly, my lecturer followed me to the toilet. She pacified me..i expressed all my feeling about the subject.She promised to help me. Since at moment on, i determined to try my best.To cut a long story short, I got A in the C++ programming subject.Thanks a lot to my beloved lecturer, Pn Siti Zaharah...Suprisingly, she said she made my story as her source of motivation to my juniors.


