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Every time I have a Pure maths lesson, it reminds me just how bad I am at Further Maths. I'm not sure I even *want* to go to Cam (where I will have to do lots of nasty maths) if maths is this horrible and painful to deal with.
I also have chocolate and pen marks all down my jumper, and my hair is a mess. I look like a complete slob. And I'm not even intelligent enough to get away with it. (Points at paragraph above for all those people who insist that I am intelligent.)
And I still have no UCAS offers from anyone, and no interview dates. It looks like I'm probably going to be cancelling the Christmas holidays for revision purposes, too. I'm not meant to have to revise! Grr!
You have no idea how many times I have refrained from punctuating this with all the swear words that are prolifically scattered throughout the same thoughts in my mind. I am not a happy Chessypig.
I haven't even got any acknowledgement of anything from Jim, but I'm scared of sending him another email because he might think I'm being pushy or impatient.
Bah. Why can't I stop caring about things?
I also have chocolate and pen marks all down my jumper, and my hair is a mess. I look like a complete slob. And I'm not even intelligent enough to get away with it. (Points at paragraph above for all those people who insist that I am intelligent.)
And I still have no UCAS offers from anyone, and no interview dates. It looks like I'm probably going to be cancelling the Christmas holidays for revision purposes, too. I'm not meant to have to revise! Grr!
You have no idea how many times I have refrained from punctuating this with all the swear words that are prolifically scattered throughout the same thoughts in my mind. I am not a happy Chessypig.
I haven't even got any acknowledgement of anything from Jim, but I'm scared of sending him another email because he might think I'm being pushy or impatient.
Bah. Why can't I stop caring about things?
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Date: 2002-11-15 02:57 pm (UTC)From:It is *far* more excuriating, nauseating and headache inducing than anything you meet at further maths.
But don't worry, you're not doing a maths degree. Natscis cover the intresting topics (or at least some of), but they don't expect you to do insane things on the examples sheets with them.
"I'm not meant to have to revise!"
Yes you are! The rest of us have to, I fail to see why you should be exempt. (I'm going to get a B doing no revision. Well duh.)
Sorry to hear about the UCAS offers. I can't really remember when I started to get stuff back. Certainly it didn't finish until some way into the new year.
I suspect Jim is just waiting to get things back from everyone (I'd not worry, Jon and I filled our application forms in like the last two months before the holiday).
"Bah. Why can't I stop caring about things?"
Beacuse you aren't totally morally bankrupt; because you aren't on the level of a psycopathic mass murder? (That's a rhetorical question ;-).)
Neil
"You have to be cruel to be kind" (does this statement make any sense? It certainly isn't formally true, you can be kind without being cruel. Infact generally it's easier ;-)).