Life is cruel and strange
Oct. 25th, 2007 07:21 pmbut first things first:
Happy Birthday
dunkle_feuer!
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I spent last night at Josi's place so that we could fight/find out way through the train-strike chaos together today. The way to university went surprisingly smooth (not the 3 hour bus ride come world tour) because they actually had an emergency plan working.
The way back though was longer but it was okay considering that we had to change trains and subway trains every 15 minutes but we didn't have to wait for them. So yeah the strike thing wasn't that bad but I can see what it did for the parts of the country where nothing else is available. It was tiring though.
But the part which has me grumbling has nothing to do with trains and strikes but all with my exam and the prof doing it.
During his office hours today we talked about the exam and that the date is fix (even with the second prof sitting in it) and suddenly whilke going over the topics for the oral exam he realises that most of it isn't even his area of studies. Then he goes on saying it has to change to something which gies along with his area of studies or search for a new prof doing the exam. So new topics then, which means either total stress if the exam date is kept like it is or delaying the exam for two more months.
*headdesk* And he couldn't have said that like four weeks ago when he got the mail/list with the topics? How about reading the mail/list and saying what is wrong about it?
*headdesk* So all thebooks I got today (incidentally before the office hour) and all the notes I already have as well as the reading I already did, everything was for nothing as it seems.
Argh... and I am not really mad... just fed up and iritated.
*headdesk* *headdesk*
Well at least now I don't need to order those boks from amazon anymore.
In addition: My Feet! My Back! OUCH!
PS. I should stop wearing my knee-high boots, it's the second day in a row I get rude comments about my outfit. Like not rude as in I look bad but rude in sexually suggesting ways.
*headdesk*
Am off to cuddle with my cat and search schmoopy fic, I need that right now.
*sniffles*
Happy Birthday
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I spent last night at Josi's place so that we could fight/find out way through the train-strike chaos together today. The way to university went surprisingly smooth (not the 3 hour bus ride come world tour) because they actually had an emergency plan working.
The way back though was longer but it was okay considering that we had to change trains and subway trains every 15 minutes but we didn't have to wait for them. So yeah the strike thing wasn't that bad but I can see what it did for the parts of the country where nothing else is available. It was tiring though.
But the part which has me grumbling has nothing to do with trains and strikes but all with my exam and the prof doing it.
During his office hours today we talked about the exam and that the date is fix (even with the second prof sitting in it) and suddenly whilke going over the topics for the oral exam he realises that most of it isn't even his area of studies. Then he goes on saying it has to change to something which gies along with his area of studies or search for a new prof doing the exam. So new topics then, which means either total stress if the exam date is kept like it is or delaying the exam for two more months.
*headdesk* And he couldn't have said that like four weeks ago when he got the mail/list with the topics? How about reading the mail/list and saying what is wrong about it?
*headdesk* So all thebooks I got today (incidentally before the office hour) and all the notes I already have as well as the reading I already did, everything was for nothing as it seems.
Argh... and I am not really mad... just fed up and iritated.
*headdesk* *headdesk*
Well at least now I don't need to order those boks from amazon anymore.
In addition: My Feet! My Back! OUCH!
PS. I should stop wearing my knee-high boots, it's the second day in a row I get rude comments about my outfit. Like not rude as in I look bad but rude in sexually suggesting ways.
*headdesk*
Am off to cuddle with my cat and search schmoopy fic, I need that right now.
*sniffles*