Consider yourself lucky if you have the ability to choose your path.
Damn, definitely got to start soul searching!
Here we are, the start of week 5 and I'm studying for two out of my four mid semesters. Wish me luck. I'll need it.
So we are in full stride at the moment. Mid semesters are just around the corner (next week in fact, so more around the corner than I actually thought) and before you know it, semester 2 will be about to begin.
If anyone told you the final year at uni will be cruisy as shit and over before you know, they are half right. Shits' coming so fast, I'm scared it will be over before I even get started. Lecture attendances have dropped down to about 94 or so percent which is still actually pretty good considering last year was about a 5. I really do thank God that I attended these lectures because if I didn't, I'd probably would of dropped out due to the stress I've felt so far.
Monday 9-1, Tuesday 9-5, Wednesday 9-5 and Thursday 9-4. It really doesn't matter how long the days are, but as you can see, the four days I have at uni all have one thing in common. 9 o'freaking, clock starts! Living pretty much on the shittest side of the southside, if I had the patience to wait for on the bus which leaves Acacia Ridge at 7:40 and takes an hour to get to southbank, I'd be late to every morning class. So I drive, and I park about 3 kilometers away from uni just so I don't get fined 100 bucks for over parking my 2 hour stay.
To get to my car park area, I have to get up before 7, and pack pretty much my life into my bag, (work, gym and my extras if I'm staying with the missus that night), my lunch because I'm a big boy now, make my breaky, have a shower, brush my teeth, do my hair and leave before 8. Thank fuck I have 2 minute showers. If the traffic is bad, I usually have to chuck on some skirllex and power the shit walk to uni or else I'll be that lonely guy that walks into a full theater in the middle of the lecture. I laugh at those guys.
It's a quarter semester crisis. Don't mind me, I'll be back to complain some more.
Its tooo early for this shit!
I've been so stuck these holidays that it's been such a relief to get unstuck,...and stuck into my final year at uni.
I have to admit, it's a little strange saying that with such a positive attitude but given my second chance (third actually) I'm definitely not going to let this slip me by. It absolutely sucks having to sit a supplementary exam on the holidays. Then again, my holidays weren't really too evident with work, gym and all the other things in between them taking my holidays pretty much a long long way away from me. What sucks even more is that I needed to sit one, despite the fact that I received a 65 percent overall (71% after my supplementary exam) and still failed; due to course requirements. But that's all done and passed, sometimes being shit on isn't such a bad thing (sounds like a similar post I made last year?)
Sydney was a great break, as was the couple of days we had for Christmas and New Years but I guess with all the busyness, it's actually prepped me for the start of my forth year uni. Hectic is the only word that is needed to describe it so far. I'm getting kind of flustered with all the due dates, mass amounts of knowledge that we need to cram in and just work, gym, family and girlfriend, all wanting a part of my left over time. I cut work down a day which is going to be incredibly useful, definitely something I'm going to cherish. 9 o'clock starts four days a week, 5 o'clock finishes for three and work till 10:30 for two. Wow.
If someone were going to be able to do this, it definitely isn't going to be me.
It's going to have to be me.
38 hours of work a week, 30+ contact hours a week, 1 week down, 9 more weeks to go!
