it doesn't rain, it always pours, dammit! (why do i live in england then?)
*warning: rant*
argh...just mad and need to vent...where to start...
oh yes...monday...that stupid sodding resit my course had to do because some clever sods found loopholes in the software to enable them to get full marks (i'm surprised that the professor, who seems intelligent enough, only noticed when some sour grape snitched to him)... and the professor seemed to take it personally and make it ten times more difficult...sadist!! so, i was already in a bad mood at the beginning of the week. luckily my lovely friends took me to subway and for a walk about the canterbury city walls, so i managed to blow off some steam. then i had to leave for my hometown, so beforehand i made sure had everything packed, and embark on a 3 hour train journey which was a bit more of a nightmare than usual. it was the first anniversary of my dad's death on tuesday, which was why i went home, to spend that time with my mum and sisters. it was quite healing going to this village my dad enjoyed taking us to, to look at the abbey, eat at the tearooms, and go on a walk amongst the hillocks. we also visited his grave. it was rather awkward, because my middle sister and i are rather different. she tends to bottle up her feelings, whereas if i'm with people i'm close to, i'll talk to them. so i unintentionally irritated her.
i've been spending the last few days being there for my mum, who's been having the best of times lately. i've also been fighting off a rather aggressive cold/bug thingy, which started off as a sore throat on monday evening, and developed horns and teeth by wednesday. i'm feeling better today, but still, the stress of the impending doom of my chemistry work and biology presentation deadlines, not to mention revision are not helping things. what ticks me off is that i really would rather spend more time with my family. but i can't because of the work and crap. i guess that's what i get for procastinating, eh?
counting down the days until this term is over,
becca
argh...just mad and need to vent...where to start...
oh yes...monday...that stupid sodding resit my course had to do because some clever sods found loopholes in the software to enable them to get full marks (i'm surprised that the professor, who seems intelligent enough, only noticed when some sour grape snitched to him)... and the professor seemed to take it personally and make it ten times more difficult...sadist!! so, i was already in a bad mood at the beginning of the week. luckily my lovely friends took me to subway and for a walk about the canterbury city walls, so i managed to blow off some steam. then i had to leave for my hometown, so beforehand i made sure had everything packed, and embark on a 3 hour train journey which was a bit more of a nightmare than usual. it was the first anniversary of my dad's death on tuesday, which was why i went home, to spend that time with my mum and sisters. it was quite healing going to this village my dad enjoyed taking us to, to look at the abbey, eat at the tearooms, and go on a walk amongst the hillocks. we also visited his grave. it was rather awkward, because my middle sister and i are rather different. she tends to bottle up her feelings, whereas if i'm with people i'm close to, i'll talk to them. so i unintentionally irritated her.
i've been spending the last few days being there for my mum, who's been having the best of times lately. i've also been fighting off a rather aggressive cold/bug thingy, which started off as a sore throat on monday evening, and developed horns and teeth by wednesday. i'm feeling better today, but still, the stress of the impending doom of my chemistry work and biology presentation deadlines, not to mention revision are not helping things. what ticks me off is that i really would rather spend more time with my family. but i can't because of the work and crap. i guess that's what i get for procastinating, eh?
counting down the days until this term is over,
becca