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My so called masters degree is a fucking first class joke.
My supervisor, who seems intent on being a dick forgot to tell me he was going on holiday all through July...only found out when i emailed him and got an auto email response.....fucking excellent, although you know, hes completely fucking useless anyway. The masters director who deals with all other queries is also on holiday....during the period that everyones trying to deal with thier projects and thesis. AWESOME.
The other totally non awesome thing is the stats im trying to use are apparently so diffulcult that the people who TEACH them at leeds are also stuck and not sure what to suggest to me, this all has to be done through email because im not even living in leeds anymore.
And the other BRILLIANT thing is i havent even been given the fucking data i spent 5 weeks collecting on Orkney. I suppose getting wasted on whiskey and watching football was more important to them at the time.
I really cant be fucked anymore. I have my first class degree from Nottingham, why did i decide to do another. Its stupid. I dont care about it. Im depressed and worried about someone and am powerless to find out if hes ok. I just fucking want to give up.
My supervisor, who seems intent on being a dick forgot to tell me he was going on holiday all through July...only found out when i emailed him and got an auto email response.....fucking excellent, although you know, hes completely fucking useless anyway. The masters director who deals with all other queries is also on holiday....during the period that everyones trying to deal with thier projects and thesis. AWESOME.
The other totally non awesome thing is the stats im trying to use are apparently so diffulcult that the people who TEACH them at leeds are also stuck and not sure what to suggest to me, this all has to be done through email because im not even living in leeds anymore.
And the other BRILLIANT thing is i havent even been given the fucking data i spent 5 weeks collecting on Orkney. I suppose getting wasted on whiskey and watching football was more important to them at the time.
I really cant be fucked anymore. I have my first class degree from Nottingham, why did i decide to do another. Its stupid. I dont care about it. Im depressed and worried about someone and am powerless to find out if hes ok. I just fucking want to give up.