Another emotional day.

Work is done. What ever mistakes should be made is made! I just couldn't really wire down for what ever had wired me up. I could feel that I am trambling inside and anxiety level just go shotting right up. I didn't understand that I was talking back to a professor although he is very young. "who the hell does she think she is?" one may think what did today by asking so many questions about the job I was assigned to, especially that Hong Kong donkey mouth. His last life was probably a donkey or mule, especially when he laughs and makes sissy gestures, that looks totally like an ass. Obviously, he is not happy with the way that I asked so many questions as a first year PhD student. More importantly, that I am from mainland. How dare she is wasting so much of my time by asking so much question? I wasn't thinking that much. Just totally feel as a new comer who is expected to walk in to classroom to teach a group of undergraduate, I am entitled to know more about the course a little bit more than an simple introduction. I was really shocked by the way the course is handled with some simple slides. I couldn't stand that donkey face and wish I would never need to see him again. Well, enough complains... need to go back to work a bit.