University Problems Most of You Already Know About
This website has always been a pseudo-blog, so I may as well bite the bullet and post a proper blog entry to it.
Compulsory University Related Section
As some of you may have heard - I failed my first year at University. I knew this was going to happen around Christmas time, and by then I had lost interest in the course and could do little to change my situation. I had no alternative options, so I kept with the course in the blind hope that things would get better if I did nothing.
I was actually quite confident during the examinations - but such things don't last. I received a letter informing me that I had been 'Unsuccessful in Part I' which I guess is a polite way of saying 'Haha, you failed your first year!'
An interview date was set for Friday. I had no idea what this interview was for, and ended up not finding out on the Friday thanks to some failed terrorists blowing up several tube stations I used regularly, with one being behind the room I moved out of a few weeks previous. A fun day of frantic text messaging and similar emails.
The following Thursday I went down to London, navigating my way through the crippled Tube network to campus. After witnessing the minute's silence with a group of lecturers infront of the Plasma screens that adorn my department's entrance, I entered the lift and hit the button for where God had his office.
God turned out to be quite friendly, and his right hand man was very helpful. This interview was about discussing 'my future'. In essence I had failed Mathematics - the subject I spent hours in extra tuition studying in. God and friend explained the options I had. Either repeat the year or turn up next summer and repeat all the examinations, including the many you already passed.
I had other ideas, so I edged the discussion towards alternatives. I plainly stated that I wanted to stay at this University no matter what.
One of my friends told me before he dropped the course we were in that next year I would be doing ISE, or Information Systems Engineering. It turns out he was right. I presented my idea of changing course to ISE and God liked it, so that's where I stand now.
I'm a fresher again, starting a new course which I've actually looked at extremely carefully for once. I should be happier in this course, and with luck - not be stuck in the same situation next year.
Due to my uncertainty in whether I would pass the year or not, I held off finding a place to live this upcoming year. As it stands, the accommodation office at my university will not let me have a room, so I'll have to find one myself. The friends I've asked don't have any room, so I'll have to make use of the many 'flatmate wanted' posters that appear at the beginning of term. If that all fails, at least I can commute and crash round a friends house if my balance goes completely...
I was going to continue with another story I should share, but I can't be arsed at the moment. TTFN. I need to say something about my trip to America, my trip to the Peak District, and what I didn't do during my four month summer holiday. Fun reading awaits you no doubt. Ha, I kill myself sometimes...
by keot, posted on Sunday, 04. September 2005 @ 2336.11 bst
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