yeah, well, maybe i don't wanna write this fucking phd anyway!
grr... i sent an email to postgrad coord & supervisor suggesting that maybe i should re-enrol and suspend my candidature next month, so that i don't lose my space and library access in the meantime. i can feel the clock ticking. when i swipe my card i wonder how many swipes i've got left. i suggested that maybe i should go parttime instead, so that i can continue to have access. i cc:d the director.
director replies with a very formal email (there'd obviously been a few emails back and forth) deferring to 'the panel':
"The progress review panel supported your original idea..."
"the panel’s recommendation were based on this timeline..."
"The panel would not support you continuing without satisfactorily addressing..."
fuck you and your stupid fucking panel!
yes, maybe i'm overly sensitive. and maybe i have problems with authority. and maybe i'm indecisive and flippant. but can't we just talk like real fucking people with real fucking problems and not be so fucking official about this stupid, tiny phd i'm attempting to write.
maybe it's time to apply for an APA at another uni with a decent fucking school.
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