Back…
Well here I am on my first official day back on campus and to be honest, in this moment, on this day, in this hour….I do not want to be here.
Last week was great. O-week has this constant aura of excitement, fun and free stuff. Hosting was a great experience, hanging out with the crew at 85 Broads was awesome, and when I’m with my friends from the PIS club I have the best times of my life! I can truly never get enough of talking politics! I was at uni every day of the week and I didn’t begrudge that one bit!
Unfortunately from the start of today the concept of fun was eradicated from the second I tried to fall asleep last night.
So sleepless night, public transport failing me in massive horrible way, running to my 9am class and then ending up in the wrong lecture theatre left me feeling awful. To top it off I had to deal with one of those “I’m sorry but this seat is saved” people. I think that kind of attitude is so high school, so immature and so beyond what an ADULT should act like. But whatever right?
I attempted to listen intently as my Accounting lecturer spoke, but the entire time my mind was filled with worry as I thought of how I had to try and fix the timetable problems I faced afterwards.
The timetabling issues didn’t really work out so well. My skills of negotiation failed me and I am stuck in Limbo. I know I can fix this but I want it fixed NOW.
Anyways….I am trying to keep it together for today and I’m trying to remember the ultimate reason I’m here and what I’m trying to achieve.
This morning as I sat on my late train I did maths. Algebra, differentiation crap. And I could do it. And that was pretty cool. Me doing maths at 8am. Hahaha. I surprise myself. Anyhow….the maths is prep for my Intermediate Micro class which I’m determined beyond anything to do well in. This is my challenge for the semester.
Now I have to go to the tute i’m trying to swap into and convince someone in that class to swap with me.
I love negotiating, debating and everything….but this kind of tireless wasting time stuff drives me nuts.
Apologies in advance for such a cynical first post.
-Sophie
I know exactly how you feel, it’s hard choosing whether to hate my timetable or public transport more, both waste so much time for me.
See you around uni
xx Kim
Also really glad you guys have continued blogging, reading your posts is like chicken soup for the student soul! Perfect when you want some deep and meaningful thoughts and opinions or just a good whinge about the annoying quirks of student life!
This seat is saved? Oh, I can’t STAND that! Or, more appropriately, if you’re going to do that, at least pick a crappy pair of seats off to the side near the back somewhere. There’s a limit as to how antisocial you can be, isn’t there?
jez
Thanks for the comments guys!
Kim: Thanks for the support about continuing blogging. I just hope I can continue to find the time to blog. This year is gonna be crazier than last!
Jez: I’m glad someone agrees with me that seat saving is SO ANTISOCIAL!!!! Honestly…hearing someone say in some snobby voice to me “I’m sorry this seat is saved” when I sit down makes me feel like there is something wrong with me! Do I look unclean or something?!
No comment.
Seat saving is silly! Why save a seat when you can have someone random sit in it and make a new friend? I make new friends at the beginning of every semester by sitting with people I don’t know, even if I have a friend on the other side. 🙂
The student subject email lists are good for tute swaps too. 🙂
I would’ve thought that you could just sit somewhere else? Are you implying that no one else sat there later? Or was there someone they really wanted to sit next to? I’m not sure whether that has happened to me, but as long as they weren’t being nasty about it I wouldn’t worry, and would quickly forget about it. I do have friends who are very shy as well, and I make every effort to sit near them as well, so I probably would save a seat for them if they weren’t there already.
And TimeTables – I was so joyous that I had Thursday off, until they cancelled the 4:15 tute for History and Philosophy of Mathematics (HPM) which meant I had to move my Probability tute to Thursday to accomadate a HPM tute at 3:15. I just guess it will give me a chance to hang around uni a bit more each day. Really a good reason to get a bike, cutting off about three quaters of travelling time per day on average. (no having to wait for trains – leave when you want and GO!) 😀