Consecutive II Interpreting Test

I don't even...EVEN want to express how I feel about my test I just took less than 20 minutes ago. Good-Golly-Miss-Molly! What the Hell am I doing trying to be an interpreter anyway? And I want to attend Gallaudet? HHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA! Time to get my head out of the clouds and look at reality.

OMG. Everyone did so poorly I hear. You know what? Let me give you a glimpse to what I faced going into the test. Okay, so the test is set up where I'm signing and speaking to my teacher who is pretending to be Deaf, and the person who went before me is speaking as the hearing person. I am the interpreter. No one else is allowed in the room. Fine...all right.

So, I waltz into the room and my classmate who just took the test is crying. That's right, crying. She is blubbering that they're really "tears of joy". Yeah, I think not, missie. Here I am so nervous I can't think straight, and I come in here with the last person taking the test crying before me like a little girl? You gotta be kidding. I looked at my teacher and said, "The test is that easy, huh?" She laughed and said it would be challenging. Also, she stated that knowing my numbers play a big part in the success in this test. um....did we go over numbers recently, like this whole quarter? NO MA'AM! Of course I should know them, and I do, but to incorporate so many into one test? AhhhhhH! I don't blame my teacher though, she gave a test that was very fair. It was just plain hard!

So, as I sat down ready to interpret, the sniffling girl gained her composure enough to read to me as the hearing person and the test began. First up was the Deaf person(my teacher). She signed her first thoughts, and I looked at her like a deer looking into headlights. "Duh...huh?" The whole thing is recorded onto my flip camera, so I can show you that look if you like. I felt like running away, yelling at my other classmates in the hall to run for their lives. But, I just asked her to sign it again, and we were underway.

Then came the dates and all kinds of numbers. Yeah, I asked for those to be repeated as well.

So, for those of you who don't know, my teacher is what they call a CODA. It stands for Child Of a Deaf Adult. So, my teacher has Deaf parents, so she signs very, very fast. She slows down for us in class, but for this test, it wasn't slowed AT ALL!! Ack! I was dumbfounded.

So, needless to say, I think I will fail this first of three tests. Oh, by the way, this class has only three tests that go toward the final grade. No homework, quizzes, no nothin....just the three test, so each test carrys a lot of weight going into the final grade.

Now, I'm going to draw my curtains, slide into bed, and hide under the covers until this all blows over. :)

Oh, and about Gallaudet: I'm now scared out of my mind and think I'm a fool to think I can get in there.

I know, I sound like I'm a panic-stricken loony. Well, so what if I am right now. I need a cigarette.......