Well, if there was ever any reason for me to never do anything else related to academia, and especially academic chemistry, then today would be it. I have missed a degree classification by less than 2%, and as a result, have the possibility of one last, final chance to sort it out and get a better grade. A free chance even – an unexpected opportunity; a bonus, if you like. But it’s just pissed me off – I’ve moped around (as is my want), avoided doing anything, and avidly watched the tennis, whilst not actually doing anything constructive. If I was going to spend the day not doing any work, then I could be not doing work in the pub, round at a friends house, or (more likely) in and around DramSoc.
Instead, I’ve had a fantastic time here, feeling pissed off. I’ve been at this crap for seventeen and a half years in a row now, and I’m finished with it. The (possible) viva is just a dying gasp from a fatally wounded animal, and it’ll be a blessed relief when it gives up the ghost. The only reason I’ve stuck it out this long is for the concept of ‘having a degree’, a seeming necessity for future careers. Other than that, I’d have given up years ago – I’m wasting my time here. Or not – I try very hard to make sure that I waste as little time as possible on my degree, but it has, over the last year or so, got to the point where I resent every hour of my time that I spend on it. At least I’ve got plenty of other things to keep me occupied, or else I really would be wasting my time.
Well, I guess I just need to listen to the sock. And if it’s not something that makes me happy, then there better well be a damn good reason for me doing it.