"Dear Morsla..."
Jan. 14th, 2004 07:44 pm"I am writing to inform you that your enrolment has been cancelled ... As you are no longer a student of the University, please return your student card to the Student Administration office.
If you with to be reinstated as a student, you must immediately apply to your Faculty for permission to enrol. If permission is granted, you will also be required to pay a Reinstatement Fee, currently $100..."
And on it goes.
It's been one of those days for opening mail. I was planning to defer Media for a year, while I did science honours and thought about how much I actually need another piece of paper. I don't think that I can afford to throw a hundred dollars at a course that I probably won't go back to, though - so I guess the decision is now out of my hands. Strangely enough, sorting out a degree that I wouldn't be studying this year wasn't high enough on my to do list - dealings with the uni have mainly involved science, of late, and now I seem to be paying for it.
Brightens my day wonderfully. At least I no longer need to juggle two simultaneous course enrolments, I guess. I'll be talking to Dave next week about the research project, and planning a year of looking at diamonds. Arts can take their paperwork, and insert it somewhere painful. Death by a thousand cuts, with the sharp bits on an envelope...
If anyone tries to make me sign any forms in the next few hours, I swear I will cut off both of their hands...
On a brighter note, I tried to cheer myself up by buying funky blue goggles out of my break-glass-in-case-of-emergency fund. They'll probably take a couple of weeks to arrive, but retail therapy (even in a virtual form) can do wonders.
If you with to be reinstated as a student, you must immediately apply to your Faculty for permission to enrol. If permission is granted, you will also be required to pay a Reinstatement Fee, currently $100..."
And on it goes.
It's been one of those days for opening mail. I was planning to defer Media for a year, while I did science honours and thought about how much I actually need another piece of paper. I don't think that I can afford to throw a hundred dollars at a course that I probably won't go back to, though - so I guess the decision is now out of my hands. Strangely enough, sorting out a degree that I wouldn't be studying this year wasn't high enough on my to do list - dealings with the uni have mainly involved science, of late, and now I seem to be paying for it.
Brightens my day wonderfully. At least I no longer need to juggle two simultaneous course enrolments, I guess. I'll be talking to Dave next week about the research project, and planning a year of looking at diamonds. Arts can take their paperwork, and insert it somewhere painful. Death by a thousand cuts, with the sharp bits on an envelope...
If anyone tries to make me sign any forms in the next few hours, I swear I will cut off both of their hands...
On a brighter note, I tried to cheer myself up by buying funky blue goggles out of my break-glass-in-case-of-emergency fund. They'll probably take a couple of weeks to arrive, but retail therapy (even in a virtual form) can do wonders.