Today I went to what seemed to be the longest Mass EVER. I was soo hungry. See, when I get hungry I get nausciuos. My friends, I don’t know how to spell the word nauscious, and I don’t really feel like looking it up right now, so I’ll do that later. K?

Thanks. Also, I was watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire tonight… I was able to see the graveyard scene finally. I’ve been scared to watch it cuz it’s just a horrible, horrible story. Whenever I’d get to that part of the movie, I’d turn off the DVD. But tonight, I saw it. Oz reminds me so much of Cedric. It’s scary.

So apparently my Design “Professor” is completely dimwitted. He gave us all “C”s for our final grades. See, I don’t know how you guys over in the United Kingdom are evaluated, but over here, we get A, B, C, D, and F. A being the highest.

I may be repeating what you guys already know, but better safe than sorry. It would suck if I were talking about something that didn’t make sense to you, my fellow and lovely readers. ANYWAY. YEAH, that moron gave us all a C. It was really unfair because he had us all convinced we were doing really well.

The day of the final presentation, we flopped. My group and I were completely humiliated in front of the rest of the Third Years, which was really really really aweful. But what can you do? I was shocked at how we were insulted and verbally abused. lol. I’m not kidding. Architecture Professors are really horrible to students. I had never gotten such a bad critique in my three years. It’s not my fault our “professor” doesn’t know how to teach. No, seriously. He doesn’t know how to teach. It’s so unreal. We learned nothing this semester, which is why we all did so horribly on our final presentation. Even the other Third Year students noticed our professor’s complete lack of professionalism and intelligence. I hope he gets sued.

I have a meeting with him on the 17th to discuss my grade. I hope he gives me a higher grade. Pray for me please. If he doesn’t, I won’t be able to post for a few years, as I will have been convicted of first degree murder. That man is going down. Kidding.

I know how sometimes when people DIE or get KILLED, the reporters all seem to go check out said person’s myspace page or his/her blogs. I totally don’t want to be seen as a “crazy man with murderer tendencies/desires” if something SHOULD happen to me. I’m not going to kill my professor, people. There are far worst things. Like being fired. Especially when you have a little daughter to take care of. :S

MOVING ON!

So Regner is going to have no summer this year. I have to take classes on both, June and July. This means I’m going to be completely miserable every day until December comes. I don’t have class in late December, so that’s going to be a nice little Christmas present. I DO hope I can visit the wonderful UK soon. I need a vacation and I would like to celebrate my birthday in January out of Puerto Rico. My father must be pursuaded though.

If I DO go, I want to meet everyone. Maybe a party? Yes? With lots of lights hanging from trees, very Bohemian. And I could bring some conga players and stuff so that we can have a taste of the Caribbean in the UK, yes? Dress nicely. January 13, write it down somewhere.

xo Reggles

Today I went to what seemed to be the longest Mass EVER. I was soo hungry. See, when I get hungry I get nausciuos. My friends, I don’t know how to spell the word nauscious, and I don’t really feel like looking it up right now, so I’ll do that later. K?

Thanks. Also, I was watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire tonight… I was able to see the graveyard scene finally. I’ve been scared to watch it cuz it’s just a horrible, horrible story. Whenever I’d get to that part of the movie, I’d turn off the DVD. But tonight, I saw it. Oz reminds me so much of Cedric. It’s scary.

So apparently my Design “Professor” is completely dimwitted. He gave us all “C”s for our final grades. See, I don’t know how you guys over in the United Kingdom are evaluated, but over here, we get A, B, C, D, and F. A being the highest.

I may be repeating what you guys already know, but better safe than sorry. It would suck if I were talking about something that didn’t make sense to you, my fellow and lovely readers. ANYWAY. YEAH, that moron gave us all a C. It was really unfair because he had us all convinced we were doing really well.

The day of the final presentation, we flopped. My group and I were completely humiliated in front of the rest of the Third Years, which was really really really aweful. But what can you do? I was shocked at how we were insulted and verbally abused. lol. I’m not kidding. Architecture Professors are really horrible to students. I had never gotten such a bad critique in my three years. It’s not my fault our “professor” doesn’t know how to teach. No, seriously. He doesn’t know how to teach. It’s so unreal. We learned nothing this semester, which is why we all did so horribly on our final presentation. Even the other Third Year students noticed our professor’s complete lack of professionalism and intelligence. I hope he gets sued.

I have a meeting with him on the 17th to discuss my grade. I hope he gives me a higher grade. Pray for me please. If he doesn’t, I won’t be able to post for a few years, as I will have been convicted of first degree murder. That man is going down. Kidding.

I know how sometimes when people DIE or get KILLED, the reporters all seem to go check out said person’s myspace page or his/her blogs. I totally don’t want to be seen as a “crazy man with murderer tendencies/desires” if something SHOULD happen to me. I’m not going to kill my professor, people. There are far worst things. Like being fired. Especially when you have a little daughter to take care of. :S

MOVING ON!

So Regner is going to have no summer this year. I have to take classes on both, June and July. This means I’m going to be completely miserable every day until December comes. I don’t have class in late December, so that’s going to be a nice little Christmas present. I DO hope I can visit the wonderful UK soon. I need a vacation and I would like to celebrate my birthday in January out of Puerto Rico. My father must be pursuaded though.

If I DO go, I want to meet everyone. Maybe a party? Yes? With lots of lights hanging from trees, very Bohemian. And I could bring some conga players and stuff so that we can have a taste of the Caribbean in the UK, yes? Dress nicely. January 13, write it down somewhere.

xo Reggles