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Sometimes everything goes wrong, and if it goes wrong it goes very wrong... FUCK MY DAY !!! I'm sorry for this topic but I just need to loose that fucked up feeling.
The history of this day:
I'm studying architecture on a big university in Holland and it's probably the worst university in the whole country. They fuck up almost everything. The lessons are good but everything around it is very bad and very frustrating (it's day in and out the same). Today we got some exams back and they were pretty bad made (my exam had 4 points
(in Holland a 1 is bad and a 10 is good instead of the A and F system)). Went to my teacher to ask what I did wrong because I thought it was good and I get a answer like: "yeah it's good, but not perfect so I won't give you more points ". Why the hell did you give me 4 points instead of 6 or 7 point if it's good but not perfect I asked. He said "maybe next time". Screw you...
The day went on and the train was broken. Waited a hour for the bus, but because it was full I had to wait another fucking hour.
Finally home, the worst had to come. The last weeks I was very busy to get a nice job for the next school-year (instead of going to school we study/work a year with architects in real life). I wanted to go to Berlin because that's a nice place to be these days and I did my best to write a good German note. After almost 30 denies in the last weeks I got a positive reaction from a cool company last week. They asked for a portfolio so I made one for them this weekend. The problem was that they didn't say what they would like to see in the portfolio so I did what I thought that was best. Today I got a mail back that I wasn't the one they're looking for because they wanted to see different pieces of material in the portfolio. I called the company to ask what they would like to see but the woman on the helpdesk telephone said that it wasn't nessercery anymore. I asked why it wasn't nessercery anymore but she just said again "it's not nessercery anymore". I got a bit frustrated because I really wanted that job and that stupid c*cksucking bitch didn't want to tell me anything and she didn't wanted to connect me to the wright person I wanted to speak. After some more tries I stopped because I got so angry I could kill that bitch ! Hanged to phone and freaked out in my room. Damn, this must be the worst day in a time...
The history of this day:
I'm studying architecture on a big university in Holland and it's probably the worst university in the whole country. They fuck up almost everything. The lessons are good but everything around it is very bad and very frustrating (it's day in and out the same). Today we got some exams back and they were pretty bad made (my exam had 4 points
(in Holland a 1 is bad and a 10 is good instead of the A and F system)). Went to my teacher to ask what I did wrong because I thought it was good and I get a answer like: "yeah it's good, but not perfect so I won't give you more points ". Why the hell did you give me 4 points instead of 6 or 7 point if it's good but not perfect I asked. He said "maybe next time". Screw you...The day went on and the train was broken. Waited a hour for the bus, but because it was full I had to wait another fucking hour.
Finally home, the worst had to come. The last weeks I was very busy to get a nice job for the next school-year (instead of going to school we study/work a year with architects in real life). I wanted to go to Berlin because that's a nice place to be these days and I did my best to write a good German note. After almost 30 denies in the last weeks I got a positive reaction from a cool company last week. They asked for a portfolio so I made one for them this weekend. The problem was that they didn't say what they would like to see in the portfolio so I did what I thought that was best. Today I got a mail back that I wasn't the one they're looking for because they wanted to see different pieces of material in the portfolio. I called the company to ask what they would like to see but the woman on the helpdesk telephone said that it wasn't nessercery anymore. I asked why it wasn't nessercery anymore but she just said again "it's not nessercery anymore". I got a bit frustrated because I really wanted that job and that stupid c*cksucking bitch didn't want to tell me anything and she didn't wanted to connect me to the wright person I wanted to speak. After some more tries I stopped because I got so angry I could kill that bitch ! Hanged to phone and freaked out in my room. Damn, this must be the worst day in a time...
. Gui Boratto was also a architect. Very funny to see how music and building-art are so close together.
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