I got back to America on Friday and spent the night with my family in Jacksonville. Me and two of my friends were tasked with the seven hour car trip of driving to Davidson on Saturday morning. I had to be back to babysit on Saturday night so that I could make $$$. Sometimes I think people forget about how much Davidson costs, but I never do!! I realized that since I was back state-side my jetpack would work. I decided (after lots of agonizing) to log on to devbootcamp and study for the assessment. The first thing I saw when I logged on was a notification that my week 6 assessment had been graded (remember, the one I pretty much had a mental breakdown over). I had ended up feeling really good about the assessment and was expecting positive feedback. I was wrong. Well, not entirely wrong, the feedback essentially said I did things right but that there were things that I could improve on. I didn’t understand the feedback and it freaked me out because I had thought I was doing so well. I asked my advisor if he could show me what he was referring to and he was unable to share the correct answers with me. While I understand that, I do not understand how I could have possibly learned without having some more information to go off of. He told me to attend office hours that weekend and maybe that would help me out.
SURPRISE! There were no office hours over the weekend. Was that a sick joke? Why would he say that? I’m still not sure but I decided to spend all of Sunday studying Ruby. I went through the entire curriculum again. I made sure that I understood every assignment I submitted. I was actually feeling pretty good. Except for the fact that it took me until 1 am to finish studying. The exam was three hours and was due at 10 am. This required me waking up at 6 am to make sure I was vertical and could still read/write/code. I started taking the exam at 7 am. It didn’t go well. I needed extra time. I have accommodations with the school to get extra time but at no point during the devbootcamp experience was it ever mentioned to me that my school accommodations could transfer over. Once I found out, it was too late. Everyone else was on spring break too and didn’t have the time to fill out the forms for my accommodations. Phase 0: 50 Gloria: 0.
An aside: no one on this campus knows Ruby. I found this to be the most frustrating thing in the world. I could only rely on my busy cohort, an advisor in a different time zone, and the internet. This was awful. One of the reasons I wanted to take this class was to have a common bond with some of my computer science friends. To commiserate together about how hard it was and to learn and grow together. BUT JOKES ON ME BECAUSE THEY HAD NO CLUE WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT AND I STILL HAVE NO CLUE WHAT THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT. ugh.