Felt somewhat crappy this morning, probably was still reeling from Sunday's rejection. Fine, sure, whatever.
I schleped myself up to Uni today to pick up my project, didn't bother telling anyone I'd be there, I don't think I wanted any company this morning. Was a bit of a waste anyway, got there, didn't even receive my grade or feedback for the project. Just a bound report I gave them. Seemed somewhat redundant, it isn't like I'm proud of this piece of shit report I spent the bulk of the year. I mean what am I supposed do with it? Maybe I'll showcase it to people when they come visit?
I don't know why I'm complaining about this. I complained about having to pay to get it printed and bound. Now I get a copy back, I don't want it. Needlessly indecisive.
Anyways, somewhat annoyed I talked with a tutor and asked why I didn't get feedback, so she let me view my module results, good stuff I guess, meant I didn't have to wait another few days. My results were good. Better than I should have got if we're going off what I got in my second year. I don't think I've ever worked this much before. It's not like it matters, still don't really give a shit. I should be happy and chuffed my hard work paid off. I just don't really care. Not sure why I'm so apathetic about it.
About the job stuff, I figured I should stop caring, I didn't get a job, there's nothing else I can do about that. I just have to carry on. Feeling shitty and whining about it won't change anything.
I guess that's the end of this thing. This stuff. This I don't even know.