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[elliptic_curve]

I tell you I'm not going to get my degree after working on it for five years, and my life and everything I worked for is completely fucked and no one says anything? (Except for drgo who is not included in these comments).

I thought I had friends, but I guess I was wrong.

Fuck all of you.

I'm not writing anymore.

Comments

[moomlyn]

I didn't know what to say so I didn't say anything.

You could read up on explosives, and the night before you leave for Thailand blow up the big ugly concrete block maths building? It might be a nice symbolic gesture. New beginnings.

[azrhey]

did not see any such post.

Not that I am commenting much not anyone lately. Gotta deal with my own dramas before dealing with other peoples because as everyone knows personal dramas are ALWAYS worse than anyone else.

Sorry for your degree tho, when did this happen anyway? Last i heard from you related to that was about the whole comparative paper you had to write in elementary school style....

[valacosa]

Hey there,

I'm pretty sure this wasn't directed at me, as you probably don't think of me as a "friend" so much as "random guy who comments on your blog."

I do care - I have a lot of sympathy; I've been in precarious academic situations myself. (I'm still kinda in one, those INCs on my transcript won't clear themselves...) But given as we don't really know each other, I couldn't think of anything to say which wouldn't be either trite or stalker-ish. Besides, I didn't know that words are what you wanted.

Find a good friend and talk to them. In person. You might cry. You'll definitely feel better. (I'd offer, but this is definitely a bad time to meet random dudes off the internet. But from the response here, you have no shortage of much closer friends for that. And hell, this count doesn't even include luddites!)

Finally, please don't give up your writing. You're great at that. It's why I'm here in the first place.

[cpirate]

That sucks! I didn't see the original post either, I'm traveling and not obsessively refreshing LJ (it didn't kill me, who knew?), so maybe this is a dumb question. But is it the sort of fucking that can be solved by some distance ed classes you can take while doing something you don't hate, in a place that doesn't make you want to die? Or is it a more thorough rogering dreamt up in one of the deeper levels of administration hell?

[libertinette]

well you'd already told us and i figured our sympathy was pretty clear :/