Today was another day in the world of web design, and our tutor continued to unravel the mysteries of SCSS, Flex, and Media Queries. As he effortlessly created a website from the ground up, a sense of unease settled over me. I couldn't help but feel the mounting pressure of my own shortcomings.
My troubles began last Thursday when the tutor initiated the web project. I had opted to watch and learn, then practice it later by watching the class recording on the weekend. Instead, I found myself catching up on the previous Tuesday's class, meaning I hadn't yet practiced that Thursday's class which also continued over to the Saturday class, in addition to today = 3 sessions to catch up on!!
The process of absorbing two weeks' worth of lectures, additional readings, watching tutorials, and tackling coding challenges was undoubtedly challenging. The tension was undeniable, as I realized the odds were stacked against me. I am on a tight schedule, trying to cram everything into just three days – Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. It was like trying to run a marathon in a sprinter's shoes.
Adding to my concerns was the looming deadline for my first assignment, a mere 14 days away. Then, another one 3 weeks later. Massive ones too!
The pressure was real, and I couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom. Could I really catch up on all that was missed and navigate the complex world of coding in such a short time?
It was a demanding task, and I couldn't deny the anxiety that lingered in the background, ready to strike if I stumbled. If I didn't make significant progress by the end of this weekend, the consequences could be dire.
This situation felt like a race against the clock, with the suspense of my own abilities hanging in the balance. As I stared at my screen, my heart quickened, matching the pace of my racing thoughts. Would I be able to meet the challenge, or would self-doubt get the best of me? Only time would provide the answer.