Bonjour!

This is the much needed update that was, umm ... much needed.

That I was way too lazy to write/too busy. (But mostly too lazy.)

Second year has proven to be nothing of a breeze. And boring too. I mean, I go to class, come home, commence the neverending readings we have to do, cry, read, and then go to bed.

Next day, repeat.

Other than Tuesdays and Fridays of course.

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Oh and weekends since I FINALLY QUIT TIM HORTONS.

I KNOW!

About freakin' time.

So I had the prefect amount of free time to do all my readings and simultaneously breathe.

But then my school decides to start being special and go on strike.

And I'm sitting here thinking, "Nice, I have some more time to get myself all caught up" (because even though I tried really hard to be a good girl and do my readings and assignments; I could never understand them the first time through ...) I find out that the two parties invovled are being stupid and refusing to compromise on anything. That this dumb strike may last until JANUARY?

Excuuuse you CUPE (union). I really don't want them to scrap the semester because of this.
I don't want to go into my summer becuase of this! Well, actually, I really don't care about the latter. It's more the semester itself that I'm worried about.

Gosh dang it.

Oh and I have a massively huge bitch of a Prof this year. Fantastic. She has it in for everyone and I hate her. As in strong feelings of hate. Oh, and I failed to mention that she's one of the Profs I have for my major right. Social Work.

She's an ex-litigator. She's apparently in school at the moment actually, going for her PhD? She has 5 degrees. I hate her. GUH. It's just her presence. Completely contrasting to this class that she teaches; to her (now) line of work. She's still stuck in her ligitator days haha. She comes strutting into class in her Armani (I know this becuase she TOLD us) sunglasses, power suit and crocadile skin shows. I'm sure they're orthodic but like pfft. There was always somethign about her that really got to me. It made me worried when she walked into class on the first day and I realized that she was the Prof.

One of our first major papers was a "critical deconstruction" of our "self". So, essentially it was a self-reflective paper. We had to submit the rough of this on the Thanksgiving long weekend. I mean, I get it - it was a good idea because it was a way to get our raw ideas of the paper to her and see if we were heading in the wrong/right direction. Basically everyone was headed in the wrong direction with their self-reflections. Ironic much?

I think that she was especially brutal on me though, and I'm not just saying this to be self-deprecating or anything. I'm saying this becuase her comments on my rough (!!!) draft were so dry lol. I mean, I was talking about myself and my experiences of feeling oppressed in some way and then refer to her in-class lectures about the different classes: "upper, middle and lower class" and she tells me that I should "not ascribe to [her] that which she did not say ... it drives [her] crazy and is indicative of poor scholarship ..."

So basically I wanted to cry :'( That's harsh coming from a SOWK Prof. I actually have the head of the faculty as one of my Profs (Monday evenings) and he's amazingly kind!)

She goes on further to say that I wasn't citing properly, "nor does [she] assume produce a proper biblioography." So she was kind enough to "highly suggest" that I go out and buy myself an APA guide. (For fucks sake it was our rough copy and we didn't even hand in a biblio for this!)

Anyways that's just the jist of her, not even a full-throttle description - I promise you.
I've actually had a couple of nightmares in which I have cried because of her. In one she called me up on Chrsitmas Eve (she's Jewish and I guess that detail played out in my dream? loll) and todl me that she thinks I should change my major. I woke up in tears. -_-''

! Oh my, speakinf of which, did you know that she actually tried to DISCOURAGE people from being in the program. WTF!? We're in second year and we're not a bad group of students, I really don't think that she should be telling us this stuff. It's awful!

Okay this is it for now. So, at least the strike priovided a much needed break from Prof. Bitchstock (stock is the last part of her name hahah). Be back laturrrr with MORE INTERESTING things. Ie. hot guy in my Nats class whom I want to have babies with. SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL.