Total Eclipse of the Timetable
 
University administration must be a diabolical job. At least, what I have seen today strongly evinces such. Most students (many of whom were rather stressed about impending assignments and the thorn-in-the-side Thursday test) got up early to come to the timetabled 9am lecture... in a classroom, which in radical style had OCCUPIED by a group of DipEd(Secondary)... for their scheduled lecture. And the room timetable attested to the fact that we were not the rightful people to fill that lecture-room. OK. Most of us then bullrushed their way up to the computer room to seize the scarce supply of computers. 10am came. And again we clogged up the hallway to the lecture room (about 80 of us all in a small hallway), to find, no our class would not be here as another class was booked in. We held our printed timetables aloft and said "No!" in solidarity. It was then that a frazzled looking replacement course co-ordinator jumped up the stairs like a spring rabbit, with apologies blazing, and explained a compromise, that we start our paper at 12pm and go until 3pm. "All-righty!" we called and swarmed our ways back to the computer room, which in our distraction, had been filled with the DipEd(Secondary)s! Agh.
 
Anyway, order has come back to this chaotic campus offshoot. In the meantime, I have probably given my assignments the biggest growth spurt since day one (when it burst from nothingness, like the scientifically not 100% substantiated Big Bang).