Well, I fucking called it. Tomorrow I have a meeting with the Bursar and HR to "discuss my performance" and my probationary status. And to think I was looking forward to tomorrow as the last day of interviews and hoping I could be super-efficient with the next stage and make up some ground. Apparently I have the right to be accompanied by a ( Read more... )

Why did I go and pick a subject where I'm expected to have opinions and shit? I don't care. I have nothing to say in this essay. I just want to go "Here is his argument, here is what people have said, I don't give a shit either way, just tell me what to argue and I'll do it." Bugger this "judgement" bollocks ( Read more... )

I'm back in Cambridge! Which is good. I like my room, which is also good. I have motivation, which is very good. I am back onto a sensible sleep cycle, which is very good. I have some form of Ill, which is not so good. However, medicating scratchy throat with tea, toast and paracetamol, and am still functioning, so that's all right. :) By these ( Read more... )

So. Um. I've spoken to my tutor, and I'm going to degrade. (That is, drop out this year and then repeat the year.) So I'll be going home after this term ( Read more... )

So. This is a long post. Um. I'm not putting this in a cut, because considering the subject-matter, that would count as being cowardly and defeat the whole point of this, which is that anyone and everyone can see me for what I am, if they look. Scroll right on by if you're not interested in me taking a hard look in the proverbial mirror. Here I am ( Read more... )

Ahhh, Cambridge is so lovely in the snow! :D I have just had a lovely walk through town and over Jesus Green, where there are veritable expanses of soft fluffy virgin snow. There's so much of it that it's still all clean and white, even when it's been walked in. :D

Also, yeeeee random snowball fights with strangers! :)

Happyface.