Enter the Fludge

Its the last week. Enter the paranoia. Up until two days ago I was over the moon at almost being finished. Now, predicatably, the last week of the masters is driving me crazy. Talking to people in the course is no reassurance. Everyone just hypes each other up. Among the topics of discussion was wether our supervisors had already pened our grades, knowing that we were already a B or A- or whatever. Its freaken me out.

My German supervisor said that Universities have a tradition of being focal points of protests, debate and public pressure. However he said that UCD was nothing like this. That its almost the opposite, where students focussed on grades beyond anything else in preparing themselves to enter proffesional jobs that continued the present public traditions. That seems very true right now. Everyones terrified of what they are thought as by their lecturers and whether theyre following the right formula.
Everyones walking on egg shells and pretty desparate for approval.
It sucks. Its a horrible atmosphere.

Thank god for playlists.

http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=5630EC6CC5E66F14

(pardon the Korn song I couldnt resist)

and WPA art rules!! Check it out http://memory.loc.gov/ammem/wpaposters/about.html