Above you will see a picture of the magical coursework fairy. She comes to the aid of students who have spent all year getting drunk/watching daytime TV as they approach their Christmas deadlines. She ensures all work is completed to a high standard and never lets you hand in the bare minimum to get by.
There is only one problem with this of course:
SHE DOESN’T EXIST!!!!!
That’s right, after weeks of ignoring my work it’s all hit the fan now as that ‘last week of term’ deadline is actually looking like it will arrive. The thing about the second year is that the little spoon the lecturers fed you with has been packed away with the rest of your baby things and you are left to fend for yourself.
Don’t understand your project title? Tough shit! This sort of attitude from the Uni had left my motivation levels at zero. I guess after so long in education I actually don’t care anymore - which is worrying as I still have 2 and half years of this degree left.
It’s not as if the work stimulates me in any way. If you have ever visited the wonderful world of instrumental analysis you will know it is as dull as dishwater. Do I care about how drugs are tested for purity? No. I really don’t give a shit about Pharmacy. I’m just doing it as it guarantees me a well paid job with relatively little contact with the general public.
I know some smart-arse will tell me “well you should have started earlier”, but that person shall receive the worlds biggest bitch slap!