President's Collections
Feb. 6th, 2006 09:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annwfynFor those who do not know, President's Collections are an Oxford thing. I am told that for undergraduates they feature an exam. For postgraduates they feature a meeting with the president of your college, and the senior tutor in which they dig out your file, get reports on you from your supervisor, discuss your progress, any problems and your future.
Mine just went surprisingly well. The president and the senior tutor were very sweet, as they always are, and went out of their way to tell me that if I wanted to come back and do my DPhil at some point in the future, I should remember that that is an option. They remembered me from last year, checked how I was doing health wise and were generally lovely. I am actually incredibly fond of Wolfson College. It has a lovely group of people.
Mild worry appeared when they confessed that they actually have no idea when my actual deadline for my thesis (referred to by my senior tutor as my 'little thing' - damn him!) is. They think my department should know. My department think my college should know. The new plan is that I go and ask the exam schools.
I am growing worried.
I am currently in the college library, feeling somewhat excessively hot due to the polo neck jumper I am wearing today. Rather foolishly, I spent last night role playing. I was playing a mad malkavian who cuts herself up a lot, and so I painted a great deal of scars across my arms and chest. I woke up this morning and discovered that not only were the scars still showing (having only been splashed with water last night) but they looked more real, and wouldn't come off.
To avoid my tutors having me sectioned I am currently covered from neck to ankle.
And it's kinda hot in here...
I'm a ditz at times.
Mine just went surprisingly well. The president and the senior tutor were very sweet, as they always are, and went out of their way to tell me that if I wanted to come back and do my DPhil at some point in the future, I should remember that that is an option. They remembered me from last year, checked how I was doing health wise and were generally lovely. I am actually incredibly fond of Wolfson College. It has a lovely group of people.
Mild worry appeared when they confessed that they actually have no idea when my actual deadline for my thesis (referred to by my senior tutor as my 'little thing' - damn him!) is. They think my department should know. My department think my college should know. The new plan is that I go and ask the exam schools.
I am growing worried.
I am currently in the college library, feeling somewhat excessively hot due to the polo neck jumper I am wearing today. Rather foolishly, I spent last night role playing. I was playing a mad malkavian who cuts herself up a lot, and so I painted a great deal of scars across my arms and chest. I woke up this morning and discovered that not only were the scars still showing (having only been splashed with water last night) but they looked more real, and wouldn't come off.
To avoid my tutors having me sectioned I am currently covered from neck to ankle.
And it's kinda hot in here...
I'm a ditz at times.
