Well, well, well...
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Guess who came back after another round of abandonment. At least this time it felt less harsh. I almost forgot, what happened with the final project defense? Not much. It turned into a meeting where they gave me suggestions. Those mfs didn't approve it. They told me what I needed to change so they could approve it, although I saw unbelievable doubt on their faces.
I think I will drop the project because the external supervisor gave me an ultimatum saying he no longer wanted to work on the topic, and that was that. I already saw the project as barely viable, so I started to search for emergency topics. It feels a bit humiliating, since I am the only one whose project was not approved. But nothing to do about it.
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I planned to say aggressive things in this post, but the urge to insult faded in real life. The atmosphere feels pleasant right now, although I don't know for sure because I sense my surroundings poorly and my bones might be soaking up the cold. "For heaven’s sake, you'll end up with arthritis, keratitis, and mastitis!" Biology fascinates until you explore the mechanisms behind your own suffering. Then it stops being funny.
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A shit project. Or rather, stvpid supervisors. They have nothing better to do, and they let other topics through with many comments, yet they reject mine even though it has only one comment this time. On top of that, the section defenses stress me out. Everyone feels strange to me.
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