I'm not sure if it's appropriate to post personal stuff like this here. I am admittedly not around SS much so I'm sorry if I seem to just barge in and throw up all this shit, but I need to let it out Please hear me out. .... I am a Thai student, 24, who came to the UK last year to study. My plan is to graduate in 3 years, then go back to Thailand and work. My course, BA Interior Architecture at Cardiff School of Art & Design, is a small course (total 90 students) run by 4 veteran tutors with almost 100 years worth of combined teaching experience. Although it is the first of its kind in the UK, is famous and successful, the University of Wales Institute, Cardiff , which the art school belongs to, decided that it wants to downsize, and our small course is going to be phased out. This was singlehandedly decided by the upper management without ANY consultation with the affected party as is required by guidelines. After six longs months of fierce bureaucratic fights, complains, and incompetency on the part of the university, the Interior Architecture course I have been studying since September 2010 has now been gutted of its teaching staff. Shortly after the announcement, barrages of complaints came from all over the UK. Other course directors, parents, employers and architecture firms, and one from an ex-UN ambassador all wrote to protest the decision. Student protest was organized (I was there too) Yet all this fell on deaf ears. Citing statements like "The interior architecture course is redundant. It's not even a real Architecture course" and "The decision to cut student number has been formed at Regional level" , the Dean and her cronies went on to promise that our discontinued course will be ensured consistent teaching standard. A promise that will not be kept, as six month later, none of our current teachers appear on the next academic year employee roster. All we asked for was to keep at least some of the original tutors to see the last batch of students to their graduation. All four were denied continued employment. It was soon confirmed, through several eyewitnesses and leaked conversations that the Dean decided to mutilate our course precisely because she personally loathes our Course Leader, an honourable man who refused to compromise teaching standard. Today, the new Subject Leader confessed that the three replacement tutors (from another Architecture Design and Technology, not really the same field) assigned to teach the remaining students will be working only 18 hours a week, and all of them are working on their PhD, further limiting their level of commitment. This would mean each student would get roughly 1 hour of private tuition every 2 weeks - which is utterly inadequate for a design course. At this point I will skip out all the details of the fight. The teachers, student reps and the student union had tried their hardest to pressure the university to grant us at least some of the old staff. I'll not talk about possible legal actions, or any further retaliation, for the fight has already been lost and I am too hurt to continue studying here. My time here at Cardiff will end by 24 June. I have already announced to my peers that I'll be leaving, since I cannot bring myself to pay 9,200 pounds of tuition fee for this kind of treatment from the university. My course director is arranging a reference letter and pointing out some directions I should check out. Hopefully by September I will get to start my second year in the same degree, in another university. "Sorry it has come to this and you are left searching for a place again. I had hoped that this could get back to be a happy art school." was his last line in our conversation yesterday. I feel very grateful to be able to study with these teachers who work from 7 AM to 7 PM to ensure every student gets their share of tuition. They have helped me immensely in both academic and personal matters. Excellent education was about to be given to me by these great men. Moreover, I have settled down and come to love Cardiff and my many friends here. To have all these taken away from me, in such an unfair fashion, breaks my heart. I am close to tears.