"Brace, Brace"
Today was a big headache for me. You see, today we had this talk about our course selection as exchange students. It turns out it's one big complicated process, bounded by many rules and administrative schtick. The British love their forms, and everything requires you to fill out a form. Maybe they just love paper, or they just love seeing words on paper. Maybe it turns them on or something. I don't know.
So it turns out my initial plan to count 4 pass/fails on exchange may actually be foiled, and I can only count 3, seeing as how the Management school here has this stupid rule that insists you take the majority of your courses within the school. I can't find any Marketing or Corp Comm electives within the courses we're allowed to take (which is only the year 3 courses), except for 1 course. But that one course (brand communication) is already fully subscribed. So there is a good chance I won't be getting it at all.
BAH. But okay it's not the worst situation to be in - I can still graduate in time and all that. I'm just fed up with their complicated course application system - makes me so thankful for BOSS. Heh.
Marc seems to be having so much fun on his exchange, going out almost every night, socialising and doing plenty of fun things. I'm so jealous because in contrast we're having a very quiet time here in Bath, with nights in and hardly much bonding among exchange students. Am I being mean for getting jealous?... Oh well it's not that I don't want him to have fun - of course I want him to have a grand time (as long as he doesn't forget about me!), but I'm just feeling a bit sorry for us at the moment. It's really really hard to make friends with even the people on our floor - because they are just not interested to include you in their plans, or invite you along when they go out. If it's hard with your own floor, imagine the rest of the exchange students who don't stay near you at all. Now imagine the rest of the school. HARDER.
Hopefully things over here look up soon. Today we had our first informal tea session and met a couple people; next Friday there is a series of social gatherings for exchange students that sound like a lot of fun. So let's hope things improve from here, or else I'll really turn purple as a grape from being so jealous. Hehe.
Oh by the way we realize the sports course offered at Bath is really popular. As a result there are plenty of what Americans would call 'jocks' everywhere. So it's pretty good in that every other male Bath university student (and well the females too I guess but who cares) is fit, strapping and average to above average looking. Hehehe. But what the hell, like I told Joycey, these Brit boys probably think I'm a PRC...boy. :( :( :( Not like they'll ever ever look my way. Boooohoo.
Omg my room is really freezing. Even though I've shut every opening in the room, the room is still very drafty. I hope my damn heater works in winter. And that they turn on heating soon dammit. brrrrrrrrrrrrrr
So it turns out my initial plan to count 4 pass/fails on exchange may actually be foiled, and I can only count 3, seeing as how the Management school here has this stupid rule that insists you take the majority of your courses within the school. I can't find any Marketing or Corp Comm electives within the courses we're allowed to take (which is only the year 3 courses), except for 1 course. But that one course (brand communication) is already fully subscribed. So there is a good chance I won't be getting it at all.
BAH. But okay it's not the worst situation to be in - I can still graduate in time and all that. I'm just fed up with their complicated course application system - makes me so thankful for BOSS. Heh.
Marc seems to be having so much fun on his exchange, going out almost every night, socialising and doing plenty of fun things. I'm so jealous because in contrast we're having a very quiet time here in Bath, with nights in and hardly much bonding among exchange students. Am I being mean for getting jealous?... Oh well it's not that I don't want him to have fun - of course I want him to have a grand time (as long as he doesn't forget about me!), but I'm just feeling a bit sorry for us at the moment. It's really really hard to make friends with even the people on our floor - because they are just not interested to include you in their plans, or invite you along when they go out. If it's hard with your own floor, imagine the rest of the exchange students who don't stay near you at all. Now imagine the rest of the school. HARDER.
Hopefully things over here look up soon. Today we had our first informal tea session and met a couple people; next Friday there is a series of social gatherings for exchange students that sound like a lot of fun. So let's hope things improve from here, or else I'll really turn purple as a grape from being so jealous. Hehe.
Oh by the way we realize the sports course offered at Bath is really popular. As a result there are plenty of what Americans would call 'jocks' everywhere. So it's pretty good in that every other male Bath university student (and well the females too I guess but who cares) is fit, strapping and average to above average looking. Hehehe. But what the hell, like I told Joycey, these Brit boys probably think I'm a PRC...boy. :( :( :( Not like they'll ever ever look my way. Boooohoo.
Omg my room is really freezing. Even though I've shut every opening in the room, the room is still very drafty. I hope my damn heater works in winter. And that they turn on heating soon dammit. brrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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