Final UNISA exam (I hope) in Dublin and the Guinness Store House

Submitted by laurence on Fri, 2008-10-24 08:37

After the fuck up last year of failing my last subject to complete my degree. I had 29 of the 30 subjects you need for a degree as a few pointed out to me at the time what a Muppet.

So to make right and get my fecking degree eventually. I took a subject this year and needed to go up to Dublin to write the exam. As people probably release by now I am not a UNISA student poster child. By no means at all, when I tell people I did my degree (little bit of positive vibes here) by correspondence through UNISA they normally go on about being focused, self discipled and all that stuff. I tell them I dont have it and they think I am being modest. Modesty is not one of my things, modesty sucks.

My usual approach is to leave assignments to the last minute and complete them by using keywords in the questions, the index of the text book and some late nights. Not the recommended 6 hours a week per subject. Some now I got to this point with 29 exams passed probably close to 35 exams written, maybe more but lets keep this positive.

I phoned the UNISA exam venue for Ireland in Dublin which turned out to be the SA embassy. Immediately I got this feeling which I believe is home sickness (later that day I was youtubing south african clips looking for akedis lekker om dronk to wees, I only found this -> http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=HZjtp_6p284)

So after find out where the exam venue was I needed to find my own hotel and pay for it. That sucked and on arriving at the hotel it looked grand but sucked. It had a pool but I forgot my speedo so that sucked and they did not do breakfast so no soya milk to flirt with the receptionist. Which sucked. I was there for 7 hours so worked out €10 an hour pffftttt.

Anyway I went to the embassy got settled and then one other guy arrived. He clearly had similar study methods to me as he arrived late then 10 minutes into the exam realised he needed a calculator then 50 minutes after that he realised he did not know anything that was in the exam so left.
I stayed and complete my exam, surprisingly I know quite a bit that was in the exam, unlike some I have written. After writing it I was relieved and dreaming it will be the last one I have to write to get my friggin degree. If I dont pass this exam Im going to look for the equivalent of 3rd year Home Economics just to finish this Bsc degree off.

After the exam I had a good chat to the invigilator, I had assumed she was working there so went into my Home Coming revolution guilt trip about home Im not running away like all the people bitching in London, laughing at clips of politicians falling off there chairs.
Turns out she was a diplomats daughter and was not really that bothered about a couple of ex first team rugby players and there groupies thought could not tough it out in South Africa.
She was more interested in talking about our transparent judicial system and amazing constitution.
To put this into perspective divorce only became legal in Ireland in 1995 and abortion is still illegal. The morning after pill is also by perspiration only, you as in the woman has to go to the doctor to get the script then go to a chemist. Lets hope you do not break a condom this Friday night as its a long weekend and you wont get to a Doctor or Chemist within 72 hours.

The Guinness Store House was ok, but nothing in the Jameson Factory here in Cork. Not worthing blogging in fact. Other than the James Joyce quotes that made me wish I had finished reading Ulysses.