angry angsty post of annoyance.
Stupidity, thy name is Liverpool.
I begin to wonder if this university is staffed by idiots on a regular basis. At the last moment they decided to tell me that they'd changed the schedule a little; moving my prose seminar to 1-4pm on Wednesdays. Good, you may think. Ah, but no, it's not. On the same day at 2-5pm I have Poetry. Gaaahh!! Why!?! I suspect they've just changed it because it clashed with someone else or something, but now... This is getting RIDICULOUS! *smacks head on table*
The only chance open is that they move me to another group that starts at 10:00; but that would mean spending nearly £15 on the train and having the session with the WORST teacher I've had for prose. Besides which, the main point was we were supposed to stay in the same groups as last semester.
Add to that the frustration of the fact that I went in today only to be told that I don't really have to bother with Wednesdays. Now, the lazy part of me was happy, but then I think, I'm spending £3,670 a year for THIS!!?
I think I'm going to complain... AGAIN.
I'm so fucking sick of this university, this city and everything. I'm going to try and get tDP finished as soon as I can, even if it's at the expense of my coursework. Because, I to wonder if going here has actually decreased my chances of getting published. I'll certainly never mention it on a CV. If I had to, I'd just say I went to university IN Liverpool in the hope they assumed it was one of the good ones.
Uuurrr.... Anyway, all I have to look forward to at the moment is going to An Army of Guests in May with proskynesis I'm thinking of getting The E-Space trilogy to watch while there. Or possibly Battlefield and some other McCoys... We shall see. I feel sad and tired at the moment and want to go to sleep. :(
I begin to wonder if this university is staffed by idiots on a regular basis. At the last moment they decided to tell me that they'd changed the schedule a little; moving my prose seminar to 1-4pm on Wednesdays. Good, you may think. Ah, but no, it's not. On the same day at 2-5pm I have Poetry. Gaaahh!! Why!?! I suspect they've just changed it because it clashed with someone else or something, but now... This is getting RIDICULOUS! *smacks head on table*
The only chance open is that they move me to another group that starts at 10:00; but that would mean spending nearly £15 on the train and having the session with the WORST teacher I've had for prose. Besides which, the main point was we were supposed to stay in the same groups as last semester.
Add to that the frustration of the fact that I went in today only to be told that I don't really have to bother with Wednesdays. Now, the lazy part of me was happy, but then I think, I'm spending £3,670 a year for THIS!!?
I think I'm going to complain... AGAIN.
I'm so fucking sick of this university, this city and everything. I'm going to try and get tDP finished as soon as I can, even if it's at the expense of my coursework. Because, I to wonder if going here has actually decreased my chances of getting published. I'll certainly never mention it on a CV. If I had to, I'd just say I went to university IN Liverpool in the hope they assumed it was one of the good ones.
Uuurrr.... Anyway, all I have to look forward to at the moment is going to An Army of Guests in May with proskynesis I'm thinking of getting The E-Space trilogy to watch while there. Or possibly Battlefield and some other McCoys... We shall see. I feel sad and tired at the moment and want to go to sleep. :(