I am a student photographer and I think the marking system is bullsh*t.
At my university, every course requires that you don't write your name on any piece of coursework or exam paper, except photography. This is to ensure fair marking and no favouritism. However, on the photography course, you have to write your name on everything. Not only that, but the tutors who mark your work, work very closely with you on your project and know what you're doing. So even without names, they can take a pretty good guess.
I upset some of my tutors in my first year, and I believe that I am still paying for it.
So a lesson to you all. Don't upset your tutors, EVER. Also, check before you start the uni and course that all marking is anonymous. This works in both ways, if a tutor knows you more personally and sees your exam/coursework, they will mark you up or down accordingly. I had a criminology tutor who confirmed this in a seminar as she said "If I know a student has been working hard all semester, comes in prepared and takes part in seminars, then I mark their paper. I will mark them higher and according to how they are in class, and not just what they hand in." As you can tell, this tutor is lucky to be marking anonymously. We write our student numbers eg. '1234567' and not our names. It would be tedious for a tutor to search up every student number on the course (over 100 per module) just to find a student they like in order to mark them up.
This is why I think my course is bullsh*t. (Plus I have two days until hand-in and haven't done anything...mental problems...)
Unconditional love,
Cazzie x
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Sunday, 3 May 2015
Photography is Bullsh*t
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Friday, 17 April 2015
My Life is a Lie
My life is a lie and no truer words were spoken.
I see things that aren't there and I hear things I can't hear, it's oh so confusing.
When you live your life with lies being told,
I see things that aren't there and I hear things I can't hear, it's oh so confusing.
When you live your life with lies being told,
Slowly unraveling the truth that is bold.
Who do you trust when your past is a secret?
Friends and family don't know the life that you're keeping.
Who do you trust when your past is a secret?
Friends and family don't know the life that you're keeping.
Mental health should not be a taboo,
Raise your voice and let the colours through.
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