Waste of bloody time

Jul 18, 2006 20:19

Not talking about the room I visited, it's that bloody school I'm currently still enrolled in. In a nutshell:

Early july, I had all my courses in the preverbial bag. So, I ask for a testimonial. You still with me? Kinda like a letter of good conduct, except it's more about your grades than anything else. This was july fourth. And I wait, patiently, for a letter saying: "your thing is ready, come over here and pick it up, please". And I'm waiting, and waiting, and waiting some more. Nothin's happenin'. So, today I was on my way home from Groningen, and I figured: what the heck. Deventer isn't that far off the route, I'll go see who died to cause such delay.
Anyway, I get over there. I have to make some in-house calls, and guess what, my bitties? My application got lost in the interal mail thing. They didn't even know I applied for one. how frickin' dumb is that!

So, now I have to call them tomorrow, to make sure they don't forget about me. Then, there's this room-business that's driving me insane! WTF world! I was a good girl all year! Just because I'm 21 now, doesn't mean you can %&^$&$% me!
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