Usually, when you have done a certain amount of work for a course and attended 100% of lectures and tutorials, you'd expect to have enough material to at least write a passable answer to at least two exam questions ( Read more... )

After half an hour's pissing about, I finally found the funniest thing on Blogthings:

Your Famous Last Words Will Be:


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Yes, I just finished my revision for my first monster session of three exams on three consecutive days, bastards. Been alternating between absolute panic fits ("Oh shit, what if I've made a complete misinterpretation of Hegel? I'm gonna completely forget who said what when I get in there! Oh god I'm never gonna fit in all this fucking revision ( Read more... )

Bloody hell! First I get a first for my essay, then I get a call from Rolls Royce saying I'm invited to their assessment centre!

I repeat: Bloody HELL!

God almighty wish me luck.

I got my highest ever mark for an essay! That old sweetheart Dudley Knowles gave me 21 out of 22! YES! First class here we come ( Read more... )

I am the person in class you all hate so much, hahaha ( Read more... )

So my Rolls Royce application form said it was gonna time out on me, giving me a handy excuse to log out and bugger it for a wee while. Friday night was ace, far too ace actually, and on Saturday I woke up feeling like death's door and distraught at the thought of all those happy people partying on in Glasgow after I'm gone to Middle Englandshire. ( Read more... )

Consciousness course. That shiter from last term. Unsurprisingly, it's still shite, it's still waffley, it's still presenting implausible and unverifiable possibilities. I'm so bored and I'm not even half way through this one article ( Read more... )

When Glasgow Uni decided that we should all live up to the wonderful standards of Strathclyde, they introduced these godawful nuisances called Semesters, ostensibly to help co-ordinate studies with our superior, city-centre neighbour. Unfortunately, nobody told the real people at Glasgow about the change. It's not like we have different courses. We ( Read more... )

Been a lovely few days at home, so far. I spent two of them in bed with flu, but that got me out of the last-minute Christmas preparations (sent dad on a mission to buy me a card for Gran, got out of helping with the food shopping). Saw my brother on the 23rd, still pissed off at him for not staying at home for Christmas - blighter's gone and ( Read more... )