Mondays and Thursdays

I thought I have already prepared much of myself for this school year that came.
I was wrong.
I thought evrything would go on as it is in my Second Year college and that there is nothing worse.
I was wrong.
I though I've been handled by the most terror teachers in all of my schools.
kuso, chigaimasu!!!
And as I sat in the air-conditioned classroom that Thursday afternoon, I tried my best not to feel the nervousness that I may feel once the professor I expected would announce that she is going to be our professor for the whole sem. Even as she walked into the classroom my mind was just blank and it suddenly felt to me as if I were in a Roller Coaster Ride preparing to take off.
I wonder how the drop of the Coaster would be like.
Yes.. It is now confirmed that Ma'am M. is going to handle our class. If you're not aware of who she is, she is just the most strict (terror I might add) in the whole campus.
Being a PNUan, meeting Alumni and Alumnae (and even other co-sutdents) outside or inside the campus, they would ask me, or us, if we already have Her as our professor. She's that phenomenal.
Anyway, based on my observation she is always righteous with her shouts and anger--she always got a good point about it and it impressed me actually. She reasons out pretty well, even telling us that she is not the one who makes us frightened rather we ourselves build our own fear upon her.
Maybe, because it is so obvious that she just wants us to do exactly what she wants and that she wants us to use our common sense most of the time. Overall, I'm beginning to like her--I don't know if it is due to fear or amazement or both.
But the thing that just had my head aching this whole day was the requirements she told us.
Mountains of works.
Okay, so now I have to carry a lot of burden---considering this is not the only subject we got. Well, good luck!!!
Right now that I can't predict anything, I think all is left to do is work hard on it. Bottom line: Do as she says.