@$&^%*!!!! (was thinking more along the lines of "bytching")

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I’m just gonna fuck’n bitch on this entry. It’s coming to the end of the semester and to be frank can’t wait for this to fucking end.

This semester academically been okay, would have to say that I shoulda/coulda put in a little more effort and commitment into some of the work (yes it’s me talking here), but I guess life is full of regrets and hindsight is always 20/20.

Well, for starters I think one of my tutors is a bonafied bitch, will not name names for liability reasons but really, I think she’s got something against Asian students. Kinda getting this vibe cos she simply just keeps on chatting up the caucs during tuts and fucking hell she ends every conversation with me with this muthafucking condescending sounding line of “Do you understand?” or “Do you know what I mean?”. Fucking bytch, I’m in communications unit and degree, of course I’d get what the fuck you’re squaking about (literally).

Same unit, some freak’n prick accused me of plagerism. No accuse would be a tamer word to use, more like said that I did do it. “Good speech, I couldn’t find anything on the internet to do with this speech so I assumed you wrote it by yourself and so I marked it on your nerit” went something like that that was comment on the marking sheet. I mean it’s just fucking rude.

Lastly, received an email from my lecturer for one of my tuts about my lack of sommitment to my work as according to my groupmates. To be honest he’s got a valid point. However, my side of the story would be that I’ve simply lost interest in participating in it, don’t get me wrong, was full of enthu when I enrolled in this unit and was contributing in the beginning But as time passé I felt that I was being marguinalised, my ideas weren’t necessarily met with great zeal and it was basically ignored as being too ott This I guess escalated to me being frustrated and hence the lack of interest. I don’t see the point of me putting in the work and not being acknowledged for it, so whats the point of doing it in the end? And I’m not making this as an excuse but my lack of vison has got something to do with it, not being able to participate and to see what the rest can see is something that sounds like a brolen ecorder of osrts these days.

So like visiting the staffroom after school in the good ol primary/secondary school days, I goota see the lecturer about this shit.

Life could be abit better at this point ..

Next entry; I’ll keep you in suspense.. stay tune kids!