It's tomorrow! Unless, of course, someone at the Dean's Office screwed up more than usual (I'm beginning to think I'm going to miss being able to blame the Dean's Office for everything that goes wrong). This seems like a good moment to start worrying.

Also, there seems to be a guy with a flamethrower on the neighbours' garage roof, setting fire to ( Read more... )

Computer still weird. And now, not only am I not able to fix it, I'm also apparently not supposed to. See, Dad thinks the only thing I should be doing right now is typing my thesis, and, obviously, fixing my computer != writing my thesis. At least I'm allowed to use the other computer. At least as long as nobody else needs it.

Seriously, wtf?
I spent a couple of hours editing my thesis. Then I managed to send an e-mail to dr. L.... And then everything went weird.
My computer screen just suddenly turned like this for no apparent reason.


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For all I know, I might be about to die. There could be a fire next door or the building might be in danger of collapsing or something. But the firemen assured me that it is None Of My Damn Business (capital letters and all) why they have decided to seal the door to the building I am currently inside of with tape and "Danger! Keep Out!" signs.

I have just found out that I will never graduate. Why? Well, there's this course I have to attend. Can't switch it to anything else. There's no way around it. I need to attend. But the teacher won't let me. I came to class today and the conversation went something like this:
Me: *knocks* *opens door* Um...
Teacher: WHAT DO YOU WANT?
Me: Er... I need ( Read more... )

This morning I was woken up by the sound of something knocking on my window. This doesn't happen very often, since I live on the second floor. I opened my eyes and turned to look. There was a bird there, some sort of crow, tapping the glass with its beak. When I looked at it, it turned away and croaked loudly. Several potential responses ran ( Read more... )

Been to the Dean's Office this morning. Apparently, they don't even know what year I'm in any more. Even though the Dean personally told me I was in fifth year a couple of months ago. I plan to ask him what the hell he thinks he's doing as soon as possible (Probably in about a week, but I'll still have to get up early on Tuesday, just in case), but ( Read more... )

I've just heard a rumour that the test is actually next week. Not that I'd mind, but WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!

Missed another test because the asshole who teaches the subject lied to me about where and/or when the test was. Why do those things keep happening to me? Never mind. Another group is taking the same test tomorrow and I'm going to try again. If the bastard lied about that one too, well, he must show up in class at some point and when he does, I ( Read more... )

First she insisted on buying me new winter boots. Now she's trying to convince me not to wear them. Why? Because it's winter, apparently. No, I don't know how that works either. I suspect the next step is to complain that I waste money on buying things I don't actually use.