wow it has been a while since i last wrote, i feel i must apologies haha. Everythings just been going rather out of hand as of late and now time is running out, exams in two weeks, now where is the section of the melbourne uni bookshop that sells nooses, oh they dont, how disappointing haha.
Im not sure why but for some reason little facts just dont stick when i read the, and its starting to get really annoying especially seeing as time is running out, let out a little scream. Although at least i think ill do fine for calc haha my marks have been really good. Most worried about biology though, i wonder how it will go, oh well i guess ill just tough it out and try harder next semester.
But i have one thing to tell you that you could use if you get a bad essay of assignment back, well anyway im talking about my criminology major assignment that i didnt do too well in, well anyway i was really sad and sorry for myself for the rest of the day, anyway heres what you do to feel better, photocopy it, and burn the copy. thats so you still have the original but for some reason burning it makes you so happy, not an arsonist haha, i made extra precautions to make sure nothing would happen, like having a bottle of water and doing it on cement and things, nothing bad could have happened haha, just slightly crazy.
And just like me i get sever tonsillitis right before swot vac making it nearly impossible to study because im just continually in pain or sleeping, but its starting to get better i think, i went to a health center and got some anti biotics for my bacterial infection haha. I could almost study myself for the biol exam haha.
Oh well thats my little rant for now, sorry its slightly illiterate and boring, i did just wake up.
I am officially employed.
THAT’S RIGHT, I’M WORKING NOW CHYEAAAHHHH!!
Sorry, I just had to get that out of my system. Anyway, how it happened was quite random. I mean, most of the time I’d scour job sites, the newspaper or looking on noticeboards. I’d send my resume and pray it was a killer one. And of course, disappointment always came my way. But this?! It was ridiculously easy.
A pamphlet for high school tuition was delivered to my house.
Out of curiosity, I checked their site and I seriously liked what I saw. Then on a whim, I sent an email to the manager and promptly went for lunch... I didn’t remember anything about it until the morning after.
I was sitting on the comfy blue sofa, waiting for my bio tute to start and messing around on my laptop. I checked my email and what, a reply!
I was gobsmacked. Replies never happen. Heart pounding, I clicked on the email and...
The manager wanted to know what subjects I did for VCE* and what my scores were!
I practically hammered the keyboard in reply.
When I’d finished- it took about ten seconds- I scanned the email and my heart sank into the pits of my stomach.
My scores weren’t anything special. How on earth could I tutor high school students with scores like that?!
In a newly depressed state, I clicked ‘send’ anyway. Maybe a miracle would shine upon me.
And you know what? I totally believe in miracles now. Not that I’m religious or anything, I hold a certain person of the past in high esteem and I believe I can credit this to him.
Miracle: the manager wanted an interview.
I nearly dropped my laptop on the floor. That wouldn’t have been good, this is my second one... my mum killed my first one by putting a bottle of water in my bag. And the lid was loose -.-
When I said it was ridiculously easy, I meant it. Compared to the rest of my job searches, this one took nearly no effort.
The interview was fun! There was a parent waiting for his son to finish tuition and we chatted, playing with those mind puzzle thingies. You know the ones that have two pieces linked together and you have to try and take the apart? Yeah, well, I couldn’t do it but the parent could. Shame on me, shame on me.
When the son finished, I chatted with him while his dad talked to the manager/tutor. And the son could do the puzzle as well. SERIOUSLY, WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME?! Those puzzles irk me. Very much.
I think being sociable with the father and son left a good impression on the manager. We talked about the position, what it entails etc, etc and she mentioned the subjects I took were very broad and I’d be ‘versatile’. I was nodding and mm-ing and I felt really warm. I wanted to take off my scarf and jacket, but I was wearing a skull shirt underneath that was probably not suitable for interviews.
As I was thinking that, all of a sudden, the manager goes, “Oh, and we’re taking you on so that’s why I’m talking like that.”
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If I was warm before, I was positively burning afterwards.
I applied on Wednesday and was accepted on Friday. And now it’s Tuesday and I’m starting tomorrow, on Wednesday.
I’m the luckiest girl alive.
~Silvia
*VCE is the end of high school exams in Victoria.
It’s really hard to wake up when it’s pitch black outside. What do you think would be the best thing to wake you up on a bitterly cold and dreary Wednesday morning? You might say coffee, you might say a jog in the park... but I say a good fright is the way to go.
Why would that be? Ask Jobe, he’s the one that scared the absolute bejeebers out of me.
Standing outside the lecture theatre at eight in the morning and waiting for more friends to arrive, I was holding my laptop while talking to Ashane about Melbourne’s currently freezing weather conditions. Everyone was sluggish and lethargic and the stinging winds only made it worse.
Out of nowhere, Jobe loped over and asked, “Silvia, can I borrow your laptop?”
“Oh yeah, sure,” I said and handed it to him.
Jobe took it and immediately passed it onto Ashane, saying, “Can you hold that for a second?”
I became slightly confused. Um, like, why? Then Jobe bent down and I thought: oh, right, he’s tying his shoelaces, cool, no problem.
Then all of a sudden Jobe had me around the knees and I was flailing two metres up in the air. The floor was kilometres away and my eyes were bulging out of their sockets.
“Whaaa!” I screeched and clung onto Jobe’s neck for dear life. Did I mention Jobe is a giant? Much like Roald Dahl’s BFG, only a small child doesn’t fit in his ear.
Jobe jumped up and down and I bounced like potatoes rattling in an old, dirty sack. He looked at his friend and said, “You know, I think I actually could.”
Could what?! I thought frantically.
As though he had read my mind, Jobe continued, “I think I could toss her up though the roof.”
WHAT?!
“NO!” I shrieked and looked up at the roof in sheer terror. It was less than a metre above me. Jobe is really tall and to be honest, I wasn’t sure he wouldn’t try turning me into a human cannonball. I continued to wail, “NO, NO, NO!”
I think I blanked out for a second because someone said something and Jobe set me down. I slithered back to earth and almost keeled over backwards.
Needless to say, I was completely awake afterwards and no longer feeling inactive.
Besides being painfully dark and cold in winter, there’s another reason why I dislike it so much.
You know what’s a really good way to keep warm? Aside from pushing your dog in front of the heater and using her as a hot water bottle, you could also snuggle up in a blankie and drink hot chocolate. I love doing that. But you know, as it’s me...
Let me tell you, the worst feeling ever is watching an open tin of Milo dropping to the floor in slow motion. Enough said.
I have to go now. I have to launder my blankie and clean up the kitchen that is covered in sweet-smelling brown powder.
~Silvia
Oh Bez *shakes head sadly* Just joking. Bez was very nice and gave half an Oreo to Hugo ^^
And it's kinda obvious I'm no artist, huh? Just saying ;)
~Silvia
Oh, hello, didn't see you there!
I felt bad about not having done a post in ~1.61 months, what with the bloggers' lunch (exciting! Is that still going ahead?) happening on Wednesday, so here is a post so that I am hopefully not excluded by the real bloggers.
I haven't been posting because of various health problems that have distracted me over the past few weeks, probably due to stress, but that's pretty much over now. I think the stress was mostly just due to transition. Also I seem to have lost my job, which isn't very helpful. I didn't think I was stressed, or having difficulty getting used to uni, but in hindsight I think I was. I hope everyone else has been settling in well :)
Uh, so that's all for now I think. Perhaps later my thoughts will coagulate into some kind of logical order. When that happens I shall make another, more relevant post.
I don’t know anyone who doesn’t enjoy a good holiday. Just the word makes you think of relaxation in the sun, swinging gently in a hammock, snuggling in bed until noon… it’s a break from the monotony of work and study. Who in their right mind wouldn’t enjoy that?
*Raises hand*
Sorry to say, but I don’t. There’s nothing on telly, very little you can do on facebook and only so much your wallet can take on outings with friends and family. Oh ouch, the money burn!
And anyway, I don’t find uni boring. I love every aspect of it- the travel, the classes, the people and all the funny things that happen.
Thank goodness Easter break is only one week long.
Continuing from before, I’m glad I was accepted into Melbourne University. I’ve met the most amazing people (I’m talking about the ones that weren’t scared off by my freakishness) and it’s very refreshing to have broken out of my high school social circle and interact with others.
I can’t wait to get back and make fun of them again- Bez and I have to make our good friend Hugo more used to our idiocy. We’re thinking pick-up lines aren’t the way to go about it… though he’s still sticking around so it probably wasn’t as bad as we thought it was. We’ve totally spammed his facebook wall with biology pick-up lines. None of them are pretty ;)
You know what’s a good way to make conversation? A weird ringtone. This is mine.咩咩.Message
Everyone laughs when they hear it. It can be embarrassing though, like the time Will the blogger texted me in my bio tute and all you could hear was, “Mehh, mehh, mehh-sage!”
Major cringe moment. Hugo thought it was hilarious though -.-
I wish the holidays would hurry up and end. But then again, I do need to start on my physics assignment. There’s a set of problems I have no idea how to solve, or even where to start.
I think there’s something wrong with me: I’m reading physics in my spare time and I’m actually enjoying it.
I need someone to give me a good slap.
~Silvia
PS. CHOCOLATE!!!
Can i just say that autumn and winter are my favorite seasons of the year, but i do love autumn in particular. I found myself at one stage of lunch treading on the crisp yellow leaves and hearing them crunch under my feat, it was almost hallucinogenic how lovely it was. If you havent done it, do it! Theres just something now that i have become a poor uni student that all the free stuff has become like a pill that you take that makes you immensely happy unlike the depression you get from spending even 5 dollars at uni :[ haha, dont worry i'm not as sad as i make myself seem most of the time, sorry everyone haha.
I have also an immense love for everyone at uni, my network of friends has skyrocketed! mostly thanks to my good friend Moony, she is one of the most lovely people youll ever meet, and the best thing about her is the fact that if you hang around with her youll be bound to make a new friend a day, seriously i can barely walk through union house without bumping into someone i know these days haha! theres just something about having friends to talk to that makes everything seem less important, you just forget about everything for a while and live a little.
But thats also a bad thing, as it seems that you cant have everything, you cant seem to have good grades, a good social life and money at the same time haha, its almost like pick two, and of course everyone will pick money so you either get good marks or have good friends and nights out. But im trying to prove this system wrong, i have now started studying a lot more, and got 9/10 on the next biol ILT haha, which is much much better then the 4/10 i got on the last one haha, everything seems to becoming easier :] so if your struggling as one of my best friends says "everything will work out in the end, just put in effort and time".
I also yesterday became much much poorer by joining the student union haha, mostly because i found out that you get 15% off at rockstar bowling, which is an awesome place to have lots of fun for not alot per person, but if you go take ALOT of friends like 8 because the more people the more long the game lasts and the more laughs you have at peoples bowling, if you have two people then the game goes way to quick haha. But i want to see if membership is worth it and i will report of it, because college life is like a group by itself because theres always something going on, but thats just me, so i will live the 99 dollar fee to the max haha :]
I also can not wait for the bloggers lunch and meet the bloggers of the year 2011 haha, it sounds like its going to be fun, look forward to meeting you all.
As I have mentioned before, I am slightly introverted. Gatherings and throngs of people make me recoil and flee in terror.
So what was I doing in a pop culture expo last week?
It was Chung’s fault. He’s obsessed with anime and there would be an autograph session with the Japanese and English voice actors of Asuka from Evangelion.
But looking at the event guide, I saw nothing to interest me and almost refused to go: I’m a poor student trying to scrape by. However, I’m also a student trying not to lose her social life. So I gave in to temptation and went.
Public transport was terrible. It seemed everyone was trying to get to Supanova. The tram was packed and the tram driver growled over the intercom, “Please get off, there’s something wrong with the tram. Take the next one, the mechanic will be here shortly.”
Grumbling, half the tram evacuated when all of a sudden the doors snapped shut and the tram moved off!
Everyone was in a bad mood. Why wouldn’t metro (our public transport system) send more trams when they knew it would be busy today? No wonder most Australians have cars. I’m environmentally friendly but a lot of the time, I’m tempted to just ask my mum for a goddamned ride.
“We’ll walk to one of the earlier stops, it should be less packed,” Chung suggested. So we began the long trek. It seemed to be never ending and I was glad I wasn’t wearing a costume- or heels for that matter.
A tram pulled up and the lady driver waves... the tram was completely empty. Even better, it was special- it went directly to the showgrounds and would save us time.
“Yes!” we shouted and bounded onto vacant seats. “Hooray!”
After driving a short while and picking up more commuters, a voice booms around the tram, “GET ME OUT OF HEEEEERE!”
Everybody cracks up and tries to get a look at the guy in the back with a microphone. But he didn’t do it again :P
After a while, the driver speaks over the intercom. “Alright, I’m not stopping at any other stops. This tram will go directly to the showgrounds!”
A cheer rose from us commuters and everyone was left in a jolly mood. An unpacked tram and a friendly driver. Who could ask for more?
When we finally arrive, the lady driver speaks again. “Last stop, showgrounds! Everybody have a nice day!”
“Thank you!” the entire tram choruses. Don’t you love it when that happens?
Lining up in the relatively short line for Evangelion autographs, I wondered what the heck I would do with mine. The poster was huge and I had no space left for it on my walls.
After getting the first autograph from Yuko Miyamura, I handed my poster to Tiffany Grant.
She smiled and said, “Hi, your name is Silvia? Oh, wow, I love your hentai shirt!”
I was gobsmacked. She knew what my chicken shirt meant!
Yuko looked puzzled and the translator, dressed as Jasmine from Aladdin, explained that in English, a female chicken was a hen and the thing around its neck was a tie. In Japanese, the word ‘hentai’ means ‘pervert’ and in the industry, it also means ‘porn’. So when I wear my chicken shirt, I am advocating animated pornography. But I do it so subtly no-one notices ;)
“I met the designers in a convention in Americam” Tiffany chattered as she signed my poster. “If I see them again, I’ll have to tell them I saw the shirt in Australia!”
Tiffany, Yuki and Jasmine were laughing and I couldn’t help but feel giddy and high. They would definitely remember me- the girl with the cute shirt that had carnal implications.
“Oh my God,” I said feverishly, “they liked my shirt! They probably think I’m a freak, but they’re going to remember me!”
It made my day. It’s probably going to make my month.
FAMOUS VOICE ACTORS LIKED MY SHIRT. THEY GAVE ME A PERSONAL COMPLIMENT!!!
To keep this content-related (ie. Uni), I have a physics assignment: seven hundred and fifty words on ABS anti-lock brakes. I could probably only do a sentence on that...
But I’m sure whoever designed those brakes wrote an entire thesis on it. So all I have to do is find a copy of that thesis and I’m set.
~Silvia
PS. I don’t watch hentai. Just clarifying for horrified people :D I bought the shirt because it was cute and realised what it meant afterwards.
PPS. To the girl who stuck her head out of the tram window and laughed at us, SUCK EGGS coz I got a better tram and a way better driver XP
PPPS. Credit to Chung for the photos :D
Ron warned about it when we first met, to finalise my becoming an official First_Year@UniMelb blogger. "Some people are really excited at first and then they disappear from the blog for ages after that", he said. I mentally scoffed at him, "as if that's ever going to be me! I'm a very committed and dedicated person!" And yet, here I am. The last post I wrote was still during Week-O. I know... shame on me!
But instead of throwing a self-pity party about how I've been so busy with my transition into uni life I didn't have time to blog, giving y'all a million reasons for my absence, I've decided to keep it short - a summary of what I've learned at The University of Melbourne so far:
Uni life is hard. You have to take responsibility for your actions - I've maxed-out the classes I could miss for one of my tutorials... all thanks to its start at the ungodly hour of 9 a.m. You (might) have to get used to long travels - when I found out that I could make the trip in just about 50 minutes it made my day. (It usually takes me at least an hour and fifteen minutes to get from my house to the Parkville campus.) You have to make new friends - I'm just now starting to recognise people from my tutes so I can say hi to them when we bump into each other at our lectures. You have to remember how to write essays - after a five-month-long hiatus, writing a 800w assignment was a herculean task for me. And then you feel dumb - I swear some words people use in normal conversations/professors use during lectures weren't even in the dictionary when I looked them up! I have had to go to an encyclopedia!
And yet, at the same time, uni life is awesome. You get to be on campus - Melbourne Uni is one of my favourite places to be in all of Melbourne! (By the way, have you ever been to the Old Quadrangle at night/twilight? It is mind-blowing beautiful. I could stay there forever.) You are surrounded by very interesting people - one of the first wake-up calls ("helooo, you are at uni now!") I had was during one of my lectures. The professor asked who had been to Shakespeare's Globe Theatre in London and HALF of the students raised their hands! You're finally in control of your life - I'm juggling three casual/part-time jobs, a long-lasting relationship, and absurd amounts of readings every week... Plus, I even opened my first ever bank account just a few days ago! And the most important: you (could) study the things you like! So far my first year has encompassed indulging in books, films, plays, writing and choir. Seriously. And I'm actually getting credit towards my degree for doing things I'd normally do as a hobby!
This time around it won't take so long for you guys to read back from me again. I promise.
Brenda Nepomuceno
Well isnt uni something!!! as much as i can say i love it for its atmosphere and new facinating activities such as frivolous exploring of buildings, classes seem to be really boring!!!! I've found that if you go to a subject that you dont enjoy then the hour lectures become sleepy time or drawing time, or some form of obstuction from attention. This is really the case for calculus 1 and biology. I really dont like these subjects at all, mostly a. because i did specialist maths in VCE so i know EVERYTHING we are doing in calculus 1 so i am just planing on not going to lectures anymore, and b. Because i despise biology, i just cant take it seriously, it just doesnt intrest me at all!!!!! i just dont find it good at all, so i think i may stick with my chemistry subjects from now on because i really like them. I love the lectures we have had, they are sooo fun.
Anyway i was taking photos of some of the artistic development i have undergone in past biology and calculus lectures and then decided it would be fun to chuck them on here. Of course we are supposed to support development at university, so i will say that whomever is reading this, this is what you are deffinatly not supposed to do in uni, pay attention in lectures and tute, dont take drugs, and go to bed early kiddies :D (just so you know i dont do any of these activites :L for i am writing this at 1ish in the morning and alcohol is fun, when taken responsibly :l (i dont like raging drunks, thats really anoying when enjoying a nice night on the town when some douchebag is being really annoying, grow up!!!) and the topic of this this blog is what to do in boring lectures :D.
So anyway these photos are from some lovely calculus lectures, im sure that the people next to me were really disturbed by some (these are only a select few of photos, there are many). I have come to thinking that i probably should have done wisual arts instead of science, after all art was my best subject, plus it really intrests me, damn me and my closed mindedness :(. OH ALSO, photos like kind of dodge when they are a link on this, like squashed, to see them better just click on the pictures below :) they look so ugly as links :S
Well anyway, this next photo is a pretty spiral of skittles, which i created during a biology lecture in which i hated every moment of it!!! anyway i had my camera at uni so i decided to do some photo taking of my skittles, which got me some dirty looks of people but i was mostly sorrounded by sleeping whitley people which cared little if at all. haha, if you saw someone with a camera and skittles at a biology lecture, that was me.
So anyway in conclusion, uni sucks at time, especially the learning part of things you hate, but then it is wonderful when you get to do things you like, such as chemistry which is soooo fun!!!! i cant wait till second year, NO BIOLOGY!!! YAY. so prepare for really boring times people if your going to uni, but there is always a bright light at the end of the tunnel, and more room for artistic improvement. Also seriously drawing is sooo much more fun then texting people, it really gets me down when all people do is text in lectures, like serioulsy uninteresting sitting there clicking buttons, do something more fun like drawing, bring a game of monopoly if you have to and play it down the front of the thearter, that would be much more interesting haha!!!!
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