Omo men, I am just there....I had a funny day today...seems my thesis supervisor and the PHd student under him decided that I mightnt be able to bring the project to the "desired end" , when this dude told me this via email, I was like WTF?
Ok, lets rewind to last night when I was writing code for this stuff, and I got stuck somewhere and sent her an email(Wrong, wrong!!) and she put me straight, and I was able to pass the first part. She told me in the mail the prof wanted to see me, and I wrote him a mail yest night, then this morning he began misyarning. The profs a cool dude, I kinda think its the chick, cus she expects me to what....work 29 hours in a day?
The prof said she gave me something "relatively easy" (yeah right) to do, and since it took me such a long time, then maybe I should switch topics.
Men, I wrote one crazy mail (naija style) to the guy, he was like, calm down, etc, that if I can answer some questions, etc, he can let me continue.
I do not want to spend an extra day here, , and cus if I do, then I gotta pay extra tuition cash, which I dont want. I mean I had such a small time bracket...I started late october, I had to read a lot of papers, and I was working full time on the compiler construction project, and I handed in 2 chapters for the thesis, then in the middle of it, she drops the coding on me...and I have to read her documentation, understand the system, and now shes telling me Im slow?
And she never told me I was going wrong anywhere...Jah punish all of them, Im getting a distinction out of this school, dem no get craze.
I sleep 5 in the morning at times, cus of all this their stress, I gotta fix my finances, I almost fucking have insomnia for Gods sake...these people want me to become like them, smoking cigars and drinking copious amounts of coffee...thats what the chick does anyways..men like DMX said..."what these B***** want from a NIGGA?"
Anyways I cant do anything on the project, till next week, because I dont know if they are gonna insist on re-assigning me(Then it means I wasted 2 months) or I will continue.
Anyways, I am not shaken , cus I already know the end of the story. I went for another interview yest, And I am expecting the best.
Some old demons from way back are sort of trying to torment me...but blood of Jesus dey. Anyways men, I am at the top already, all this is simply film trick.
On a lighter note, I found maltina in this place....ok not maltina but a malt drink, which reminded me of home, so I dey shack the tin anyhow...
Kai, person press my bell, I think say na fine orobo woman dey my door, instead na small ethiopian man...kai, I miss my country...
E go better, e don betta, nuthin dey happen. Now, I am listening to Brian Tracy...