Degree level grading system:
50-59% - 2:2
60-69% - 2:1
70-100% - 1st
So for my last project, I got 69%.
Now to begin, 69% is great. Ain’t nothing wrong with 69%.
Thing is, we were graded against four LOs (learning objectives).
We get a percentage for each LO, then our actual grade is decided from that.
See this is where I get slightly miffed.
So, three of my four LOs were in the 1st territory. And one was not.
My tutor says to me “your work is a 1st grade standard…” to which I whispered… “but i didn’t get a 1st…”
Like, man. How unlucky do you have to be to be 1 damn % away.
So of course I made a small polite fuss and asked him to look over it again. And my tutor was happy to! Bless him, he found it as odd as I did.
If this was first year, I wouldn’t mention it. If it was 2% lower, I probably wouldn’t mention it.
But come on, 1% from a first. It’s like someone graded it and got this close to making it 70% and thought “Naaaaaaaaa.”
These past few weeks I have been such a whiny little brat to my tutors, but I actually feel like it’s given me a really really good relationship with my tutor. He’s a really chill guy and I really like him. So fingers crossed.
SO YEP. Surprise surprise, Fraz isn’t satisfied with something again. I had to try and appeal it though. I mean, I have literally nothing to lose and everything to gain. I just want that damn first.
(Hilariously, I had the same thing in highschool and was one mark from an English Literature A*. I appealed that and my grade came back lower. Hahah. Education sucks.)
I also was offered the opportunity to create my Mustard Ident but said no :O
I’m just an entitled little shit who wanted money and firmly believes CVs don’t mean shit in breaking into the creative industry. (Other opinions available)
IN OTHER NEWS, ANNIE GOT 73% AND SHE HANDLED THIS UNIT REALLY WELL AND REALLY PUT IN THE EFFORT AND IS FINALLY BEING APPRECIATED FOR HER ABILITIES AND I LOVE HER AND SHE IS GREAT. SERIOUSLY, BIG UPS TO ANNIE SHE’S THE BOMB.
our house is filled with running jokes
we discussed how great it would be if you could press a button on the remote to make a certain thing happen, like having the character just jump forward (it’s amazing how many times this would kill them), or having john hurt slowly appear and snap someone’s neck from behind
recently we added “what if that character was played by dwayne johnson?” to the list of running jokes and it’s been one of the best experiences
It’s actually astonishing how many little things like this we have or have had.
I love ‘dragon’ though because it’s so meaningless.
Yeah it is the worst. I love Christmas. But there is some serious money to be made, so I can’t grumble.
Oh god. There goes another sliver of my soul.
I’m gonna be home for Christmas for like 4 days this year.
That is probably the biggest slap in the face adulthood has dealt me yet.
Also I have been so bored recently.
Like during evenings. I really want to read so I’ve been thinking about bandwagoning up and grabbing some A Song of Fire and Ice books.
Because Game of Thrones is wonderful but so far away.
This is a board gamey time of year.
The only time of year I really play them.
I’ve played Cranium and Articulate to death though.
I’d love a copy of Cards Against Humanity for this year. That’d mix it up.
I think I might be a little bit stressed.
I had a dream about trying to host a party at my house for both my friends and people from work at the same time. It was organised by Mike from Breaking Bad. I did awfully and everyone had a bad time.
Then I got a 55% in my university unit, and my tutor encoded all of my feedback notes in a Minecraft landscape that had to be viewed from certain angles to see the words. I had to use Three Dimensional Maneuver Gear from Attack on Titan in order to get around fast enough to read it. I actually was incredibly shit at it though and didn’t learn anything.
Oh! Wait! Then I went back to the party, knocked a premade bottle of squash out of a workmates hands, offered to remake it and accidentally used milk instead of water. God.
I’m gonna go to bed soon because I’m at work again tomorrow and the time between Saturday and Sunday shifts just feels like dead space.
I’ve unintentionally conditioned myself to only productively function with a cushion of waste-able time bookending my actions.