Bitten by the same bug
Science is dead.
Perhaps one day someone will quote me on this....or not (in any case, it's '(Shane Koh, 2010)'). No, I do not mean it in the same way Nietzsche meant it in his declaration of 'God is dead'. For me, it's plain and simple.
I need to bitch.
Firstly, the journey to science is arduous. I have to squeeze with the 4pm crowd on either A1 or B, and this usually involves people of my 'favourite' kind. Upon reaching science, and on the way to LT32, I am confronted by Helm's Deep. At this point, I think it is imperative to say that I SHIT YOU NOT. That being established, it is as if LT32 is build on a fort, or an ancient Greek Acropolis. I feel like an orc trying to overcome the walls of the Deep in an attempt to literally rip Legolas' hair off on the other side. It really makes Arts feel like the Shire, like home.
Secondly, perhaps to give the lecturer (whom I still have no idea what his name is... and probably never will) the benefit of the doubt, the clock in the LT is fast. Although you might be thinking that that's good, because he releases us 'early', it actually isn't, because he starts before the actual 4pm, and by the time we get in from arts, we are lost in the content. Therefore, it is not our fault that we have our picnics in the lecture (today we had Burger King!), doodle impressionistic art on our paper, and generally zone out during the lecture.
Thirdly, do you realise something in common with all the science LTs? IT'S ALL GLOOMY!! It's so depressing.
Lastly, and most importantly, WHAT HAS THE CONTENT GOT TO DO WITH ME?!?!?!?!!? I really feel like Webster (in Band of Brothers) when he drives past a whole lot of surrendering Germans in Germany and has this to shout, "Hey, you! That's right, you stupid Kraut bastards! That's right! Say hello to Ford, and General f**kin' Motors! You stupid fascist pigs! Look at you! You have horses! What were you thinking? Dragging our asses half way around the world, interrupting our lives... For what, you ignorant, servile scum! What the f**k are we doing here?"
In conclusion, for anyone reading this, and have not done their GEMS or Breadths, please find some other faculty to bitch about, for this one is taken.
Perhaps one day someone will quote me on this....or not (in any case, it's '(Shane Koh, 2010)'). No, I do not mean it in the same way Nietzsche meant it in his declaration of 'God is dead'. For me, it's plain and simple.
I need to bitch.
Firstly, the journey to science is arduous. I have to squeeze with the 4pm crowd on either A1 or B, and this usually involves people of my 'favourite' kind. Upon reaching science, and on the way to LT32, I am confronted by Helm's Deep. At this point, I think it is imperative to say that I SHIT YOU NOT. That being established, it is as if LT32 is build on a fort, or an ancient Greek Acropolis. I feel like an orc trying to overcome the walls of the Deep in an attempt to literally rip Legolas' hair off on the other side. It really makes Arts feel like the Shire, like home.
Secondly, perhaps to give the lecturer (whom I still have no idea what his name is... and probably never will) the benefit of the doubt, the clock in the LT is fast. Although you might be thinking that that's good, because he releases us 'early', it actually isn't, because he starts before the actual 4pm, and by the time we get in from arts, we are lost in the content. Therefore, it is not our fault that we have our picnics in the lecture (today we had Burger King!), doodle impressionistic art on our paper, and generally zone out during the lecture.
Thirdly, do you realise something in common with all the science LTs? IT'S ALL GLOOMY!! It's so depressing.
Lastly, and most importantly, WHAT HAS THE CONTENT GOT TO DO WITH ME?!?!?!?!!? I really feel like Webster (in Band of Brothers) when he drives past a whole lot of surrendering Germans in Germany and has this to shout, "Hey, you! That's right, you stupid Kraut bastards! That's right! Say hello to Ford, and General f**kin' Motors! You stupid fascist pigs! Look at you! You have horses! What were you thinking? Dragging our asses half way around the world, interrupting our lives... For what, you ignorant, servile scum! What the f**k are we doing here?"
In conclusion, for anyone reading this, and have not done their GEMS or Breadths, please find some other faculty to bitch about, for this one is taken.
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