Well, I have to say… (Viv)

…that I’m pretty relieved that I didn’t end up being the only late starter after all. There’s safety in numbers. Or, at least, that’s what I used to tell myself back in high school: that it was okay if I didn’t do the homework or bring in a note as long as there was somebody else who was just as bad xD Not that we’re bad. We’re just fashionably late. 😛

 I was so bummed about not getting any comments that I even contemplated registering as another user and commenting myself (come on, admit it. You’ve all contemplated it :P) just to make myself feel better, but I guess people do read the blogs after all, since Matt made a reference to mine in his. So, huzzah! That’s good enough for me.  Hahaha!

 Boy, I am pretty beat, and I need to sleep since I have work tomorrow and then class straight after but I thought I’d post another blog first just so I can cross off something on my to-do list. (Do you ever put stuff on your to-do list that you’ve already done, just so that you can get the satisfaction of having something crossed off? Or is that something only horrible procrastinators like me do? :|)

 Today was a pretty busy day, since Wednesdays are what I like to call my ‘All-You-Can-Eat’ days. That means I have lectures for every single one of my classes, and I’m in classes from 10 – 6:15. Yes, I know I shouldn’t complain because I only actually have 14 contact hours a week and all the med and science students probably hate me right now 😛 Anyway, I went to my From Homer to Hollywood lecture (for abbreviation purposes, I’m now going to refer to it as H2H) and I was pretty darn proud of myself because, before this week, I’d skipped a consecutive four lectures to go shopping, pretty much confirming people’s expectations of us Arts students. (But, as I like to say, I like to live up to expectations! Hahaha) I gave myself a good slap in the face (figuratively speaking, of course) over the weekend, though, and am now going to attend all of my lectures! now going to try to attend all of my lectures! 🙂 Then I trotted off to my Creativity, Play, and the Arts class, which is, by far, my favourite subject this semester. We explore the link between learning, play, and the arts, and basically have a lot of fun doing it. Today we were in the Visual Arts studio and got to try our hand at Chinese-style painting. Mucho fun. 🙂 And, I have to say, I get my shits and giggles out of showing my work to my parents who, being the typical parents that they are, demand to know what exactly I do with my time at Uni. 😛 But, seriously, to any future UoM-ers…you will have a LOT of fun in this class. It’s the beacon of light in my otherwise humdrum, ho-hum week. My little two-hour haven. My sunshine through the rain. The pair of clean socks in the pile of dirty laundry. The flower in a mound of fertiliser. Hahahaha!

I had 2 hours to kill today because we didn’t have a CPA lecture, and I met up with my friend from La Trobe (who got today off because somebody at their uni screwed up and thought ANZAC Day was today, and hence, all those La Trobe kids got today off AND Friday off) and we went to Flinders Lane to try to get ourselves annointed as regulars in a cafe that we tracked down yesterday (both being Friends fans, our dream is to be regulars at a Central Perk-esque cafe where the staff actually ask us if we want our ‘usual.’ Yes, we are that sad). Of course, we totally noobed it up, but the bruschetta that we tried was amazing. (On a side note, how do you pronounce bruschetta? Is it like bru-sketta? Or bru-shetta?) 

Then I had to dash off to make it to my Pyramids and Princes: Egypt and the East lecture and she went to get us tickets for the Paper Scissors and Bluejuice gig. (I don’t actually know who these people are, and I’m not going to pretend that music is my forte…I’m about the most musically inept person there is!!!) Anyway, I have to say that those Ancient Egyptians sure had some fiiiine cheekbones. (I am a complete sucker for cheekbones. Le sigh.) But it was also interesting to find out that Tutankhamun was only 17 when he died, and that he’d been ruling Egypt for 10 years. Maybe the learned students of the UoM knew this, but I certainly didn’t. I felt pretty unaccomplished though, since I’m a year older than he was and I don’t even own a credit card or a car, let alone an entire country/kingdom/*insert correct term for it here*/etc./all of the above. 🙂

After that, I had Psych and my self-esteem took a beating as one concept after another went over my head. Now, I’m pretty short for my age so things going over my head isn’t actually new (haha) but I would actually like to not fail any of my classes this semester so it looks like I’m going to have to keep revisiting the lectopia recordings and lecture notes until something sticks. 😛

Now, I’m going to have to catch some sideways N’s so that I can be bright and fresh tomorrow when I get abused by customers. 🙂 For those who got actually through this mess of a blog, here’s a star  an asterisk that is meant to represent a star. *

🙂 ‘Til next blog.

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7 thoughts on “Well, I have to say… (Viv)

  1. *applause*

    That was beautiful, Sebastian 😛 And it rhymed, so you get brownie points for that.

    That’s exactly how we pronounced it, but the uncultured guy who took our order cocked his eyebrow at us and asked ‘You mean ‘bru-sketta’?’

    Oh, H2H has its good and bad days. But, heck, I’ve yet to see Saving Private Ryan, so I’m probably just happy that I get to see something for free 🙂

    Since you went to the trouble:

    Here’s a ‘thanks’ from me, to you.
    Now I don’t feel quite so bummed.
    Look, my comment rhymes too
    Dum dum dum dum dum dum dum.

    -_-

  2. “I’m pretty short for my age so things going over my head isn’t actually new”

    –think of it this way: everybody is else is just so darn tall… that’s actually my mantra nowadays. when i was still living in the Phils., I was considered tall (last time i check, the mean height there for females was something around 5’1” or 5’2″) BUT NOW… let’s just say i’ll suffer from suffocation if ever i end up standing in the train during peak hour surrounded on all sides by blokes in suits.. also, i got called “petite” and even “short”/”small” by some people.

    oh well, welcome to the blog Viv. thanks for that tip about the melba hall concert during mondays

  3. Oh, do you ever get people patting you on the head and exclaiming ‘you’re so short!’? As though, in the absence of young children, short people are the next best thing? xD And maaan the worst is standing up in a tram during summer, when you’re face-to-face with thousands (okay, exaggeration) of armpits and it’s 40 degrees.

    I don’t even break into the 5’s, sadly. When I went back to the Phils in Jan, I was still pretty short. *hangs head* Buuut I’m going to agree with you :P. It’s true. It’s not us who are too short…it’s THEM who are the problem here. *puffs chest out* (Although, the normal distribution curve for height would probably suggest otherwise 😉 )

  4. I can’t remember what height I am now, I think I’m about 5′ 8?

    But I’ll definitely make a mental note not to pat any of you ladies – it’s a bad habit I happen to do to my really short friends =P

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