Memoir's of an Insomniac.
Academic Elite My *$Y(#$%!

So, I’ve spent the last 2 weeks emailing, and making phone call after phone call, gone all the way into campus twice at ungodly hours to meet with lecturers, proffesor, program co-ordinators, deans… you name it I’ve done it. All to just enrol in 4 damn classes this semester.

I get an email a week later back after sending this one proffessor and page long explanation of why he should give permission for a small timetable clash between his lecure and another one… all the said was ‘Ok’ not even sign off from who it was from. I mean sure he used a capital and a fullstop but what the actual legit fuck, what is that supposed to mean, ok to what exactly sir? Grrrrrr I’m this <——-> close to just saying screw it and deffering for a year.

This is such a joke.