3rd year is over
final hand in tomorrow and my relationship with architecture is no more
3 years of hate and now I’m genuinely sad.
and tired.
Didn’t get to sleep until half 8 this morning. I became a crazy lady.
Lullz at my uni losing/damaging my coursework CD’s and saying that I handed them in blank. Nahhh brah, I checked that shit 3 times each, they were both filled to the brim with mundane architectural law boringness.
Don’t test me with your lies.
Lullz that they’re only telling me now (so clearly haven’t even glanced at it before this point) even though we were scheduled to get our grades back on tuesday.
Don’t shit about us meeting deadlines if you can’t even meet yours.
“Well we have 120 pieces to mark…”
Yeah and I have less than a week to try and complete 4 modules of work.
Your point is invalid.
Architectureisaslut
Since being back at uni, I don’t think there has been a moment where I haven’t felt completely and utterly suffocated and stressed by my workload and whereas all those feelings manifested in a straight seven days of architectural perseverance last week, this week so far all I’ve done is watch tv, sleep and go on here. My presentation on Thursday is gonna hurt…
sick.