Here we go again (Cara)

I got sent home from work today for being feverish and vomity and scaring the customers, so I’m sitting on our luxurious 10-dollar sofa and wondering what it means that in a couple of weeks  I will be taking Parkville by storm on an almost daily basis.

I’m Cara, one of the 2010 first-year bloggers, now taking on the wild world of second-year pondering.

It hadn’t occurred to me until yesterday that there will be a whole new batch of first-years (in my college-smelted mind, they will always be called Freshers) to stumble in a bewildered fashion around campus, to nervously introduce themselves to each other in lectures, to despair at enormous piles of readings. I’m glad not to have to go about the whole rigmarole of starting university again, to be honest, as much heady fun as it was.

A few of my friends have confessed to me that they are genuinely excited about going back to class at the end of the month. I’m… ambivalent. The classes I’m enrolled for look challenging and engaging, and I do feel like three months of no academic learning has made me miss it a little. But my summer her just been so glorious, so golden, that I simply don’t want it to come to an end.

To prolong my feelings of freedom a little, I’m downsizing to a three-quarter load this semester. I’ve been told by so many people that second-year subjects are more intense from the get-go, and I want to able to work my hardest and achieve to the best of my ability, and I think stretching myself over four subjects wouldn’t allow that so much. Also, last year living at college meant that I had few chores, no travel time, and constant access to resources, unlike this year, when I’ll be editing essays while waiting at the laundromat, getting to know the 401 bus drivers, and so forth.

I wish everyone the best for uni in 2011 – it’s going to be amazing.