Are you kidding me?

So, the meeting with my tutor to ascertain whether I had passed the placement...didn't happen. My tutor forgot about it.

She's always late, so we gave her an hour past when she was due. Then I rang her, but her phone was dead. So I emailed her, and she eventually emailed back saying...she forgot.

I have been stressed about this for a week. I didn't sleep last night. My mentor was on his days off but came in specially. This morning, I was almost throwing up with anxiety.

And she fucking forgot.

Today was my last day on placement, so I will have to come in during my weeks holiday to get signed off. Luckily I can't afford to go away, otherwise I'd have been screwed if I'd been out of the country. The shift was horrendously busy, and I spent the last few hours with a massive headache and feeling both pissed off and like crying. It wasn't the way I wanted it to end, really. On the plus side, some of the staff were really nice and I got some nice compliments. One of the patients gave me a hug. That made me want to cry again.

So I can't really relax yet, but I'm going to try to forget about it until wednesday, when we'll try again. I wish I could say I was surprised, but it's pretty much what I've come to expect from my uni. I have never met a more useless bunch of lazy, overpaid bastards. Lectures and seminars get cancelled without notice, emails don't get replied to, phones are never answered, messages aren't returned and they don't even turn up when they say they will. If this had been an isolated incident I might not be so bothered, but they just don't do their fucking jobs.

*Sigh* If I'd forgotten about it I'd have failed the damn placement.

I'm going to spend the weekend hammered. Before the electrician comes on monday to rip up the floorboards upstairs. And the plumber comes tuesday to rip out the downstairs ones.