So, I’m bored.

This is because the symposium format is flawed. Our four lecturers are too formal, too pleasant, too awkward. They need to hate each other. Disagree on something, anything.

For now, I don’t want to come anymore. I’m still bitter about all this stuff, I still have issues with the format and the delivery, and I don’t want to come anymore. I don’t want to come anymore.

I get bored, and I learn nothing. They teach nothing. We discuss airy-fairy crap about the word ‘network’ and Adrian tells us the way it’s going to be, before yelling at us for assuming things about the future. It’s my mid-subject crisis, and it’s only week four. I can’t sit here and get more and more irritated for an hour each week for the next few months, unless you give me some fantastic argument as to why I should.

I thought I’d give a ‘symposium’ a try, but it’s one guy. The lecture was that one guy, and so was this. Unfortunately, I have issues – petty ones, mind you, but issues nonetheless – with that one guy, and I find him detrimental to my educational experience.

So, if you want me there – and it’s cool if you don’t – convince me to come. Please, try.