I just met with my Probability professor to discuss by exam (which I bombed) and I don't feel too good... Mentally and physically... chwilówka

I've never gone to a teacher for help before only to come out feeling worse than when I went in. He made me sick, literally. But don't get me wrong, it's not like he was trying to, and he was being very sympathetic. He just overwhelmed me with the material and really kept shoving down my throat that if I couldn't make it on the first exam, I'm in for an extremely rough trip on the second and final. One thing after the other, he kept drilling me on material on class and in his notes. Formulas left and right. He kept asking my if I ever wondered why he spent so much time on X subect... :\ When we were finished with each problem and I said I don't understand what he meant, he said that's why you got the problem wrong... How reassuring...

What's worse is that for the problems that we went over, I explained to him exactly what I was thinking and doing for it. His response, "That is the worst possible way you can problem solve in this class." THAT'S THE ONLY WAY I KNOW HOW TO PROBLEM SOLVE!!!

I'm so fscked... :(