So Day F0 was the emotional dump. Day F1 is reality hitting back.
Last Night
I should've been studying. Exam today at 4pm. Assembly language—the fun stuff where you're basically talking to the CPU directly and one wrong move breaks everything.
Did I study? Nope. Passed out instead.
This Morning
Woke up at 8am in full panic mode. Cracked open the assembly notes and started cramming. Instructions, registers, memory addressing—all of it flooding back in a caffeine-fueled blur.
The exam was at 4pm. I had 10 hours. It wasn't ideal but it worked. Kind of. We'll see when results come out.
What's Coming Tomorrow
Here's where it gets fun. Two lab exams. Same day. Back to back.
Exam 1: PPL (Principles of Programming Languages)
- Prolog
- OCaml
- Functional programming stuff that makes your brain hurt in new ways
Exam 2: DAA (Design and Analysis of Algorithms)
- Data structures
- The actual nightmare
- Trees, graphs, dynamic programming—everything that seems easy until you're in the exam hall
Whoever scheduled two lab exams on the same day deserves nothing good in life.
Data Structures: My Personal Hell
Look, I get algorithms. I can code. But data structures exams? Different beast.
It's not about knowing how a binary tree works. It's about remembering which traversal does what, why you'd pick one over another, and being able to write it all out perfectly under time pressure while your brain is already fried from Prolog.
I'll figure it out. I always do. But man, I'm not excited about tomorrow.
The Unexpected Part
Posted Day F0 yesterday. Didn't expect much—just needed to get it out there.
But some of you actually read it. Some of you got it. And that... that meant something.
You guys—random people on the internet who code and struggle and get back up—you're more my people than anyone I spent the last 3 months trying to impress.
Nobody here cares if I'm "obsessed" or "unbalanced." You just see someone trying to build stuff and learn things, and that's enough.
The Weird Motivation
I'm stressed about these exams. Absolutely. But there's something else too—I'm back. Back to doing what makes sense.
Even cramming assembly at 6am felt better than any of those forced hangouts. Even dreading data structures tomorrow feels more real than pretending to enjoy parties I didn't want to be at.
This is my thing. This chaos, this stress, this weird love for code even when it's kicking my ass—this is where I belong.
Tomorrow's Plan
Study data structures until my eyes hurt. Review Prolog syntax. Pray OCaml doesn't destroy me. Survive both lab exams somehow.
And then? Keep going. Because what else is there?
Day F1 down. Let's see if I make it through F2.
If you're also drowning in exams rn, we're in this together. Sort of. From our separate corners of hell.
Top comments (1)
Super clear write-up—the way you moved from panic to plan made the chaos make sense. The "Data Structures: My Personal Hell" section really stood out; you nailed the gap between understanding trees and recalling exact traversals under time pressure. The whole thing reads crisp and honest.