I dreamt that I was on campus. It was like an induction day, they were a lot of people around. I went into a room thinking it was where I'll find my colleagues and there no one I knew there. I could no log on the computer. I was annoyed. I went back up on the ground. I saw a tutor shouting at students at what they should do. I went to him to ask him what I should do to find my room. He got supra annoyed and started shouting at me and there and then I told him to fuck off I don't need someone treating me like a child making me feel worse than I do already I am 31 years old I said. He calms down to apologize and walked with me. I can't remember what he said apart from trying. I had short hair. I dreamt of my brother and sister with two other girls. We were lying in bed with my bro watching a movie with drag queens in it. When we got up my bro had straight hair with some highlights on it purple and green. His hairwase jet black.
A while ago, I had dinner with this lovely young eastern European woman. It was our first encounter. She has been living in the UK for only two weeks. she had already a job and an accommodation. We started talking about our academic achievement. She mentioned that she had a master in digital literature. I suggested that she could possibly do her Ph.D at the University of Reading. She shrugged and said 'I have been working as a research administrator in a university for two years. I was the one who convinced students not to do their Ph.D. Ph.D students slave themselves away for three years of their life. They carry out valuable research, write papers and go to conference, yet they are underpaid and they will probably not get a job at the end of it. Academia is an industry where Ph.D are a herd being truthfully exploited.' It was partially true. I started my Ph.D to escape the dogma of some other mainstream form of exploitation I wanted to be my own project. Academ...
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