It's official
Jul. 6th, 2006 12:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I hate my supervisor.
I'm supposed to submit my thesis on 15 September. A tight enough schedule, seeing how I only finished the first draft of (what was to be) my last chapter three weeks ago and have an introduction to revise and two other chapters to be tidied. Do you know what the bastard wants now? (Hint: there's a clue in the above.)
...
A fourth chapter.
Because, at an estimated 60 000-odd words, the thesis as it stands is not long enough.
*tears hair out*
*buys voodoo doll*
*sticks multiple, multiple pins in it*
On top of that, he's reminded of the HEE-OWGE problem of finding somewhere (affordable) to live next year. He's offering me a part-time post as a research assistant to help organise promotional stuff/exhibitions to do with his project on Our Mutual Friend. But whether I take it depends on whether I get enough teaching out of the school next year, which I'll hear nothing about till September when they have a budget and a better idea of student numbers and permanent staff available. I need to know I'll get enough to pay rent, food, electricity etc., cos the research job won't be paying enough. And then there's the horror of finding a place or, more importantly, the people and ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!
I almost hope they don't give me teaching, so I can say, "Sorry, can't afford it," and just continue to live at home where I have few to no expenses.
Adult life is too complicated.
I'm supposed to submit my thesis on 15 September. A tight enough schedule, seeing how I only finished the first draft of (what was to be) my last chapter three weeks ago and have an introduction to revise and two other chapters to be tidied. Do you know what the bastard wants now? (Hint: there's a clue in the above.)
...
A fourth chapter.
Because, at an estimated 60 000-odd words, the thesis as it stands is not long enough.
*tears hair out*
*buys voodoo doll*
*sticks multiple, multiple pins in it*
On top of that, he's reminded of the HEE-OWGE problem of finding somewhere (affordable) to live next year. He's offering me a part-time post as a research assistant to help organise promotional stuff/exhibitions to do with his project on Our Mutual Friend. But whether I take it depends on whether I get enough teaching out of the school next year, which I'll hear nothing about till September when they have a budget and a better idea of student numbers and permanent staff available. I need to know I'll get enough to pay rent, food, electricity etc., cos the research job won't be paying enough. And then there's the horror of finding a place or, more importantly, the people and ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!
I almost hope they don't give me teaching, so I can say, "Sorry, can't afford it," and just continue to live at home where I have few to no expenses.
Adult life is too complicated.
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Date: 2006-07-08 12:46 am (UTC)Couldn't he have told you that, like.... at the BEGINNING?!