Doing what needs must

I get miserable when I think of the course I have been sent on. It does seem such a terrible waste of public money, when the Masters course I was accepted on but couldn't afford, is not much dearer. I know they won't change everything just for me, but surely spending the dosh on the masters course would be much more constructive. So instead of carrying out musicological research, I have just spent the week being taught how to type a letter.It makes me want to cry when I think about it. I think I'd better stop moaning now.