Why I feel like a nerd (Suzanne)

It has recently occurred to me how few things I do outside of school now that music is actually my main academic thing rather than extra-curricular. Basically, my day looks like this: Learn solfege for Aural Studies. Go to lectures. Practise. Go to rehearsal. Practise. Go to another lecture. Start law reading. Get distracted during law reading. Hang out with neighbours in attempt to avoid law reading. Give up on law reading.

I mean, even the clubs I signed up with or the things I do in my spare time are music related — the only two activities I attend on a regular basis are orchestra, African drumming and the choir I’m running at JCH. I sporadically attend UNICEF club meetings sometimes, but other than that, nope, it’s all music, and I’ve pretty much forgotten which non-music clubs I actually signed up for. The implication of this is that I spend pretty much all my non-procrastinating spare time doing some form or other of studying or study related stuff.

Now that I think about it, that’s really depressing.

Also, I feel kind of guilty for completely ignoring everything the law faculty encourages students to do. I didn’t sign up for mooting or witness, I don’t go to the guest lectures on human rights, I don’t go to the law student’s society’s parties. I don’t even do the readings in full, I just skim them.

Anyway, to feel slightly less guilty, I have decided to spend the weekend working on my essays due after Easter break. Actually, that has nothing at all to do with guilt, and everything to do with the fact that they’re worth 50% of my grade in each of their respective classes, but I needed a transition between paragraphs.

So anyway. Between the readings and practise, the only time I really have to do assignments is on the weekends. Whenever there are assignments, that will probably result in my weekend being eaten. This is just as well, because one of the things I have discovered about Australia as a country is that nothing remotely interesting is open on weekends. Seriously. Shops here have a habit of closing on Sundays. Pretty much everything in the Student Union building is closed Saturday as well. Anything which is open has significantly reduced opening hours. I find that incredibly, incredibly strange, because back home, weekends are the busiest days of the week for shops, and there are actually extended opening hours for them, not reduced. How on earth do people not in uni or other such flexible timetables here get their shopping/banking/repairs done if they have to work on weekdays and everything’s closed on weekends?