BLAH!
Politics is back baby, and not much has changed since the first semester of 2003 when I first (actually it was the second time) I tackled it.
Politics is a lot harder to study than it sounds. For the most part the subject matter is dry and wordy.
The lectures usually aren't that bad, and the one think that hasn't changed about the lectures for me in the Old Politics Lady Who Refuses to Die(tm).
Old Politics Lady Who Refuses to Die(tm) has been a rather vocal fixture of politics lectures for a while now, showing no fear of the disapproving look, Old Politics Lady Who Refuses to Die(tm) deems fit to pipe up with a comment on the lecture whenever she likes.
During last weeks two hour lecture, she piped up twice with inane commentary on random topics of discussion. She also loves a "waiting to enter the lecture hall chat about random shit for the five minutes preceding the beginning of the lecture", huge fan of that.
Perhaps the more disconcerting thing about the lecture was the 'Year 12 Formal Planning Committee' sitting behind me. Comprising of overly tanned cute brunette, skinny blonde with ugly fringe and straw textured hair, and shortish blonde with an unfortunate head not dis-similar to former channel 7 newsreader Anne Foreward's, they formed a vapid trinity of boring that sucked the humble out of the room.
Highlighted by the dazzling array of highlighters (highlighting passages has always been the very lazy, very poor cousin of taking notes) spread across their desk, and the BIG FUCK OFF LAW BOOK -
"Hey. HEY. I study law. LOOK HOW BIG THIS BOOK IS! It's LARGE. Don't let my solarium addled skin fool you, I must be MAD SMART."
- needlessly sitting next to the brunette, they couldn't be less interested in politics or more interested in bar night.
The best bit about politics is that the exams are only worth 30%, and not 70 like they are in business. Hoo Fucking Ray.
Politics is a lot harder to study than it sounds. For the most part the subject matter is dry and wordy.
The lectures usually aren't that bad, and the one think that hasn't changed about the lectures for me in the Old Politics Lady Who Refuses to Die(tm).
Old Politics Lady Who Refuses to Die(tm) has been a rather vocal fixture of politics lectures for a while now, showing no fear of the disapproving look, Old Politics Lady Who Refuses to Die(tm) deems fit to pipe up with a comment on the lecture whenever she likes.
During last weeks two hour lecture, she piped up twice with inane commentary on random topics of discussion. She also loves a "waiting to enter the lecture hall chat about random shit for the five minutes preceding the beginning of the lecture", huge fan of that.
Perhaps the more disconcerting thing about the lecture was the 'Year 12 Formal Planning Committee' sitting behind me. Comprising of overly tanned cute brunette, skinny blonde with ugly fringe and straw textured hair, and shortish blonde with an unfortunate head not dis-similar to former channel 7 newsreader Anne Foreward's, they formed a vapid trinity of boring that sucked the humble out of the room.
Highlighted by the dazzling array of highlighters (highlighting passages has always been the very lazy, very poor cousin of taking notes) spread across their desk, and the BIG FUCK OFF LAW BOOK -
"Hey. HEY. I study law. LOOK HOW BIG THIS BOOK IS! It's LARGE. Don't let my solarium addled skin fool you, I must be MAD SMART."
- needlessly sitting next to the brunette, they couldn't be less interested in politics or more interested in bar night.
The best bit about politics is that the exams are only worth 30%, and not 70 like they are in business. Hoo Fucking Ray.
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