Just because I've finished education doesn't mean I spell check.
As of yesterday I can officially say: I am now no longer a student. Just a young unemployed person.
I got my results! I was SO WORRIED I wasn't going to get to graduate this year as my faculty cocked up and then I didn;t hear anything.
I can't remember if I posted anything about it here but long story short: I was waiting to hear if I had an extention, heard nothing and got ready to just hand my work in anyway. Day ebfore handing in said work I got a call asking to hand in work electronically. Faculty had played bass the buck and it ended up with no one informaing me that I did indeed have the extention. Handed both electronic AND hard copy of work. On the very last day you can hand work in.
Heard nothing.
Cue me freaking about because if I missed the exam board then I would have to wait another year to graduate.
Cue me getting up after the post had been delivered yesterday (even though I hadn't actually gone to sleep till 6AM) and finding that yes, I will be graduating this year.
I called my Mum (Um... I've been on my own for a week, I know no one in Ipswich, I have no one to celebrate with) and I shead a tear of joy.
"What did you get?" I hear no one ask!
Um, I don't know how it is in America (or Canada) but in England we have different levels of a degree. I got a 2:1 (Upper Second Class) which is either the second or so best make (Um... may have to look that up but it's what both my brother and sister have so it must be good!)
And yeah, speaking (in brackets!) about my brother and sister, I really wanted a 2:1 because that's what they got. I would have died if I got anything less then them. Not to be overly dramamatic, but I'm not as academically smart as they are (hell, my sister went to Cambridge AND Oxford!) and it woul;d have been just another "Oh well Soff" moment in my life with the family if I'd gotten a 2:2 or, even worse, a 3rd!
Anyway, I went out to get my nails done (they REALLY needed doing, acrylic nails you know?) as a treat. However, I have already had a head ache for a week and going out made it into a migrain. I got back home, cooked dinner and then had to crawl off to bed to try and sleep the pain off.
I only intended a nap but I went to sleep at 8PM and didn't get out of bed till 10AM. I was even contemplaiting taking the very last cocodemal I have (a reallyt freaking strong painkiller that I can't really spell the name of)
Any way, I have what I wanted. Although I'm a little pissed I only got a 61 for my FYP (that's my disertation). Um, but I only really worked hard on about half of it so I guess fair's fair.
Now I forgot what else I was going to say!
Got my results, got no life. Anyone want to offer me a job? I can write creativly and talk about drama! I have a degree in it now!
I got my results! I was SO WORRIED I wasn't going to get to graduate this year as my faculty cocked up and then I didn;t hear anything.
I can't remember if I posted anything about it here but long story short: I was waiting to hear if I had an extention, heard nothing and got ready to just hand my work in anyway. Day ebfore handing in said work I got a call asking to hand in work electronically. Faculty had played bass the buck and it ended up with no one informaing me that I did indeed have the extention. Handed both electronic AND hard copy of work. On the very last day you can hand work in.
Heard nothing.
Cue me freaking about because if I missed the exam board then I would have to wait another year to graduate.
Cue me getting up after the post had been delivered yesterday (even though I hadn't actually gone to sleep till 6AM) and finding that yes, I will be graduating this year.
I called my Mum (Um... I've been on my own for a week, I know no one in Ipswich, I have no one to celebrate with) and I shead a tear of joy.
"What did you get?" I hear no one ask!
Um, I don't know how it is in America (or Canada) but in England we have different levels of a degree. I got a 2:1 (Upper Second Class) which is either the second or so best make (Um... may have to look that up but it's what both my brother and sister have so it must be good!)
And yeah, speaking (in brackets!) about my brother and sister, I really wanted a 2:1 because that's what they got. I would have died if I got anything less then them. Not to be overly dramamatic, but I'm not as academically smart as they are (hell, my sister went to Cambridge AND Oxford!) and it woul;d have been just another "Oh well Soff" moment in my life with the family if I'd gotten a 2:2 or, even worse, a 3rd!
Anyway, I went out to get my nails done (they REALLY needed doing, acrylic nails you know?) as a treat. However, I have already had a head ache for a week and going out made it into a migrain. I got back home, cooked dinner and then had to crawl off to bed to try and sleep the pain off.
I only intended a nap but I went to sleep at 8PM and didn't get out of bed till 10AM. I was even contemplaiting taking the very last cocodemal I have (a reallyt freaking strong painkiller that I can't really spell the name of)
Any way, I have what I wanted. Although I'm a little pissed I only got a 61 for my FYP (that's my disertation). Um, but I only really worked hard on about half of it so I guess fair's fair.
Now I forgot what else I was going to say!
Got my results, got no life. Anyone want to offer me a job? I can write creativly and talk about drama! I have a degree in it now!