The Not Happy Thread

Teaching is a demanding job, but if they can't respond to their own students, then they've no business being there. It really defeats the point of their job if they fail to reach basic standards of communication, let alone anything else.

 

It takes at least 5 days to check a dissertation enough to give any valid feedback, sometimes much longer if there are other students. In many places it's normal for a tutor to be personally responsible for over 40 students. It's also debatable how much 'demand' students should be able to put on their tutors, given their heavy workload, light salary--and unpaid overtime. I never, ever make my cellphone or address known otherwise I would be on call 24/7 and go mad(der).
Like I said, when I was a student it was basically up to us to go to lectures or research according to the tutors' guidelines and then get the work done on time. We got by on precious little individual attention.
But it's true it would have been nice of your tutor to keep you informed Dante. I must admit I do read and send e-mails even during holidays.

 

Ok, this isn't going to make ANY SENSE to you what so ever, but I need to get it off my chest and can't any other way...


Recently I was standing in a beautiful garden, there were plants of all kinds, and as I am new to the gardening world, had to do my research to find out what were weeds, and what weren't. Sometimes even the most beautiful looking of plants can be a weed, bet you didn't know that, right? You do now.

I will try to keep on track here...

I wandered through the garden, enjoying the sights and smells and the atmosphere. It truly was amazing. I tended to it the best I could, and I think my efforts were duly noted. It was a beautiful garden. It really was.

But you see, the problem I thought was the weeds, they cause lots of problems for beautiful gardens, but it wasn't the weeds that were the problem, because the weeds in fact turned out to be plants, surprise surprise, but it was the creepers... yes, creepers like to creep around and slowly take over EVERYTHING and that is what these creepers have been doing, without anyone realising. See, there were too plants who decided they wanted to be looked at, have their pollen spread about a bit more, but they didn't get that, they got ignored a bit, and they were retaliating a bit, so the creepers decided to step in, wrap around their stems, and slowly suffocate them til they were so weak, they couldn't stand anymore and were gasping for oxygen.

All I could do was stand and watch in disgust, I couldn't step in, because I'm not a plant, I'm a gardener, and it isn't really the way things are run in the plant world. Unless you are a 'head' gardener, not a starting out gardener. *sigh* I hate the rank system, I really do. It is very limiting.

Anyways, I saw other plants jump in, trying to hold the creepers at bay in the beginning, but the head gardener stepped in with his poison, and BAM! They were quickly knocked back and left feeling rather weak and trying to get all the goodness they could sucked up through their root systems, only to have other plants send their root systems along to stop them getting too much goodness from the soil, to prevent another attempt at saving the two plants, more one plant in particular. But not just that, they wanted the plants to stop trying to be individuals, but to just bow down to the mighty palm and blend in with the rest.

Now I look in on the garden that once was something of true beauty and amazement, with a very profound perfume and the most tranquil of atmospheres, and I see great devastation. Dead decaying plants everywhere, plants ripped from the ground, flowers gone, looking like the entire garden had been put through the mulcher and sprayed over the entire block, with a few larger of the plants standing tall and proud of their victory, and still disgusted to be in the presence of the mulch from the plants below.

Nothing can be done to fix it, you can't replace the plants, because the ground is poisoned, you can't bring them back, you can't clean it all up and try to start again. You just have to either accept this to be what you have, or walk away.

I don't know if I got across what I was trying to say, I'm not going to go back and read what I've said, I just wanted to get something off my chest without drawing attention from things and suffering a similar fate...

 

Our county got hit pretty bad by the storms last night

We went looking around where we heard it hit last night....and there was trees everywhereO_O It looked like a giant just swung his arm and snapped trees in one lineO_O alot of houses torn apart...vehichles smushed/damaged.... powerlines down....power crews everywhere fixing down/weak poles/lines .....barns leveled I have never actually seen with my own eyes such damage! It was so shocking....I wanted to cry So much damage....I'll never forget it! I pray that they are all ok and that they can get back up and move foward in life

 

You get it across rather well, Torana.
Rest easy. I've seen the most dismal, lifeless plots transformed, in a matter of days, with a little hard work.

 

Yeah... this is something that ain't going to die down in a awfully long time, and it simply is impossible to fix it... if I could say what this all was about, it'd make a lot more sense, but I've got to be exceedingly careful as posting anything online can result in it being found. I don't like people, especially not people who stir.

Why is it that no matter what you do, where you go, who you go with, social situations ALWAYS bring dramas?

 

Sigh.

Prom is tomorrow.

My dress doesn't fit like it should. (Too big now.)

One of my best friends decided he isn't going to go because his boyfriend can't go.

And to top it all off, my right eye is red and swollen and it will hardly stay open.

Petty complaints, I know. But.. still.

 

In a way I dislike the petty complaints even more than the more tangible problems... mainly because you realise they are petty and it gets on your nerves that something so trivial is upsetting you. That's the way life is, I suppose.

Oh well. Rise above it all, make sure you have a great time

 

Wear an eye patch (like a pirate) to cover your eye!

But yeah, seriously, I hope your eye gets better and that you still have a great time at prom.

 

The day's here are getting longer, but the weather is become unbareable. The winter never seems like it will ever go away. Here we are in April, well I should say May. And guess what, it snowed! I don't mean a little snow, I mean alot of snow. Then my 7mo old son gets sick yesterday and today. He is throwing up and the whole sha-bang. Then, when I spoke to his doctor they tell me that this can last for four days. And that all of us can get it. I'm like "crap, just what I want to add to the rest of my emotional stress that is going on right now!"

 

Can't get inspired about this stupid chapter. I keep reading over it and it's just flat and uninteresting. Need something to inspire me.

 

Is it a chapter you wrote/are writing? If so, is the chapter truly necessary? Can you take a different approach to accomplish the same objectives?

 

I plowed through it and now it's "finished," so I can move on. But I'm really not happy with it. It's going to need some serious revision. The chapter is completely necessary, as it lays out half of the foundation for our theory on attraction. However it's becoming clear that my boss has thought a lot more about the other half of things. It's not bad as it stands, it's just really flat and the argument is weak. I'm questioning the utility of some of it. What it really amounts to is that I've got to push my boss for some more stuff to work with here.

 

So this is a commissioned work?

 

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Mother-in-law.

Gah.

 

Your sentiments apply totally to my daughter's mother-in-law. Shame there's no word for that (or to politely describe) her. She hardly lets our grandson near us without bustling over to give him a biscuit, wipe his mouth, suggest that he sits in his chair etc and constantly says how he is so dependant on her that doesn't want to be looked after by anyone else. Whenever we go to visit my daughter, at her business premises (MIL is a partner in the business) or her home (MIL lives next door), there the wretched woman is.

 

Just saw a picture of you on your prom... you look beautiful.

 

Well, my grandma dragged me into he play for church at the LAST minute! I have to leave in a few minutes, and I'm rushing trying to memorize my lines (that I JUST got) and I have horrible stage fright. I just may pass out on stage. Ha, ha. Not really, but I'll be shaking like I'm seizing or something.

 

Oh dear, I think if I were in her situation I might arrange to have an 'accident' happen. I'm kind of worried about how mine will be when we have kids...for now, she just treats us like five year olds, noses into all our private business, and pretends to be 100% tech illiterate in order to guilt my husband into helping her with every little thing. It's irritating.

Wait, where are pictures??? I want to see!!

Aww, you'll do great! Break a leg!

 

Well... Got up there and completely blanked! Awesome. I had to make something up. I guess something along the lines of "I love God." Always a crowd-pleaser in church! Haha.

 

Last week of class is now. Finals is next week. Kitchen moved into living room for contractor guys to install new kitchen. So for the next month I'll be living off of junk food from pick-up resturants, and otherwise living like it's the era of no dishwasher or stove. (When were they invented? Probably in the 1940s, no? So essentially, I'll be living like it's 1900-1920s.)

How do I feel?

Frantic. Frantic is how I feel.

 

Haha, nice improvisation! You were called up last minute, so no wonder you blanked. At least you went up there and tried.

What about making a fire in your garden and cooking on it, like a barbeque? Well it is essentially a barbeque. It'd be like you've gone camping for a month but in your garden. Good luck with that anyway, I'd hate to live off junk food for a month.

 

It's a co-authorship contract. As I'm working with him I'm learning that there are a lot of areas that still haven't been fully fleshed out. I believe in the vision of the book, but we've got a lot of work to do.

 

I definitely hate having homework on a Sunday, as well as filling out this stupid insurance form for State Farm. All this 'drivers under 19' crap. And I'm not looking forward to the weekend ending, either.

 

Single again, after my ex confessed he was in love with someone else, and kissed her. :/ Thought he was different I really loved him.