Well, well, well...
RemadE
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I was rudely woken up at 11am on a Saturday morning by my Mum and Sister to be handed a letter.
Turns out that I will be graduating University, and I was 0.15% off getting into the top grade mark! FFFFFUUUUUU-
But still, that's pretty fucking funny...yeah you thought I was gonna say impressive.
Turns out that I will be graduating University, and I was 0.15% off getting into the top grade mark! FFFFFUUUUUU-
But still, that's pretty fucking funny...yeah you thought I was gonna say impressive.
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Actually i was just counting how many credit points i need to complete to graduate...still a while.
And yup, well up for my own Harem ownership course now. See that little tanned kid?
Yeah, welcome to the club, Dfg.
I replied with "You do that, and instead of printing my name in the local paper as I refuse to go to the graduation ceremony, I'll publish a story about all the lecturers I supplied with blow and weed in my last year there who have fucked me over as well as those lecturers who lost my essays and have given me a shit grade because of it".
I spent most of today drinking and burning my anti depressant pills before passing out and waking up to my dog pissing on me.
University. As Mark Twain said, never let schooling interfere with your education.
Turns out they have shifted the grade boundaries this year (as they have also changed the course costs and term/semester dates) so my mark is borderline 2:1/First and I would hate for it to go down a boundary just because of a 0.15% lack of grade. Also they now grade you on your attitude, attentiveness/attendance and overall personality (talk about overkill) and I have a feeling my Tutor didn't keep his mouth shut about buying drugs through me - as I got an email from my Counsellor as she spoke to my Social Worker whom I vaguely mentioned bribery in my faculty with "things I'd rather not discuss" during a day where I was feeling particularly bitter - so the 2 go together. All coming out of the woodwork now.
Plus I wasn't allowed any extra help after my first final exam where I blacked out on the floor head-first for a while and had no medical help to make sure I was alright. In the end, if I do fuck up, it's my fault (drug addictions, recklessness, purposely being abrasive towards some individuals and the fact I joined as a joke made me realise the joke was on me)
The only thing the University has to be blamed for is losing 3 of my assignments, openly discussing corrupt Lecturers and grading my work on their personal views (eg. Anti-Zionism was opposed as a Political view by a Lecturer so she marked me down for mentioning it in a 2-sentence part of a paragraph), so I had to play into their hands in order to get better grades - which should not be the way things work as there is no variation in any assignments - they're all the same shat-out pieces of prefabricated crud. No individuality etc, which is what they taught us to be like (especially, as they loved the word "Diversity"...more black students and cripples = more funding).
That said, I declined to go to Graduation as I don't want to see the dicks I met in my 3 years there, and not to have my name posted in the local paper for all those who don't like me (and the 2 who are out to kill me still) can see my details. Plus I'm sure a great story would be about how the younger Lecturers/Tutors are all mostly drug abusers. That would be a great accompaniment to the names/grades/messages in the paper.
We shall see. Way to blow my confidence, University. But it wasn't all in vain - I learnt a lot about life, people types, work and managing my life with medical stuff while living away from home. Plus I am now looking heavily into Chemistry and C++ as they are areas I managed to build up my strength in (more a word guy as opposed to numbers) so I want to be balanced. Plus after my stint of dealing drugs, my mental arithmetic skills have soared!
Good stuff Remade.
Seriously, you'd think academic institutes would at least master the basic level of operating, right? Lol.
Most of the bitching is done behind the scenes, usually in real life or over a Facebook group which is actually just a giant bitchfest :thumbsup: No point in me bitching here really! But I do enjoy my course
WELL DONE REMADE, YOU ROCK WOOOOOOOOOOOO!