Everyone loves a good ol’ embarrassing confession, there is just something about them that makes your own hidden incidents more acceptable. So, I have decided to, with much apprehension, share with the public, my small, yet nonetheless embarrassing story in the hope of making you feel a little less embarrassed and perhaps, if you feel so inclined, you will post a confession of your own.
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Author Archives: Amelia
Pocket Money Please?
… week 3.
What have I learnt in my first three weeks at the lovely QUT? … I am destined to be poor and lost. But thankfully I will have a design degree under my belt so I will be able to design nifty ‘will draw for food’ signs.
But seriously… I’ve never been particularly wealthy – for the usual reasons of food, shoes, stationery and books, but now that uni has started I have noticed a marked change in the weight of my wallet and the girth of my account. And I haven’t even bought shoes or books for months!
Back to School
Well, well, well. We’re back again; back for another year of procrastinating and Officeworks day trips. I can’t say I am entirely glad to have finished holidaying but I am glad for some form of structure, even if it is still up-in-the-air until registration is opened and… (Dramatic music) shut. The registration of classes at UNI is a fabled experience; a story told from sibling to sibling, teacher to student, stranger to unsuspecting stranger. It is the stuff of horrifying myth. Where thousands upon thousands of people, young, not-so-young and mysteriously-ageless students gather in one place and battle for their seat from which they will fight for their future. Read more
Just a note…
Since watching the most recent Robin Hood with Russell Crowe, I have had a certain quote stuck in my head on repeat. That means one quote for about two years bouncing about inside my head. But this quote I don’t think will ever leave and to be honest, I don’t mind.
Rise and Rise Again Until Lambs Become Lions.
Ponder that
It’s back.
This is it. This is the week. The week where everything will be decided.
Tuesday and Wednesday – QCS. We have done so many practises it is almost unbelievable that the real thing, the actual, legitimate test, is in a matter of hours. Curiosity is killing my metaphoric, non-allergenic cat as I wait for the topic of the writing task. So far there have been circle, gold, flight, essence and numerous other obscure themes. It will probably be something like life this time. And what will I write in response? Well…because I can’t think of anything witty at the moment we will just have to wait and see. A mere 33 hours of waiting.
Popping the big question.
“And what do you want to be when you finish school?”
They look at you with wide eyes and eyebrows touching their hairline in such interest it burns your skin. You stammer a little, you fiddle with your fingers and study your very, very interesting shoes in response. I have literally lost count of how many times I have been asked this question. By parents, teachers, friends, people you don’t even know, shop owners, parents’ friends, friends’ friends, friends of the people you don’t even know; the list goes on! And all of them are interested in the career you will chose to pursue for the rest of your life. It is the ultimate choice you make. Bigger than we ever thought and more stressful than any exam we have ever sat. This is the decision that will govern the rest of our lives. Read more
Dolce Far Niente
Exams are over! With my last assessment handed in and left to determine my academic fate and all of my exams at school completed I am finally, finally, on holidays! Other than our school Track and Field carnival which is on Friday… Nevertheless, the feeling of freedom is utterly splendid. You must certainly know the feeling I’m talking about; when you leave an exam and all of a sudden you can breathe, you can smile and laugh and enjoy life without thinking about what you have to do, what you have to study, what you have to check off your to-do list. You are free to enjoy the art of doing nothing. Or as the Italians put it, dolce far niente; the sweetness of doing nothing (knowledge acquired from Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert – a brilliant film and book for anyone). Read more
I’m sorry, did you say ‘class is full’?
ARGHH!! Stress! Stress! Stress! START QUT students’ class registration opened today so in my spare class at school I hopped online to get into a class early that wouldn’t disrupt school so much. Lecture and tutorial on Monday. Sweet but no, wait, something’s wrong. Class full: you have been placed on a waiting list. Pardon? Class registration isn’t supposed to officially open until Monday and the compulsory lecture is FULL!? so after a major heart attack and repressed scream resulting in only a few casualties, I realised I should probably contact the START QUT services. Turns out that my disintegration of sanity was for no reason – with only one lecture available I was automatically placed in the class. *sigh*
Final submission due Sunday and I’m on top of it. Class registration complete and holidays looming; Semester 1 university subject in QUT Bachelor of Design: done. well.. almost.
Doing university and school at the same time really is possible, you just have to have a hug, a smile, a laugh and a bed somewhere to keep you going.
Forgotten Passwords and Numb Toes
Assignment number 2 done and dusted! I may have lost an average of 2 hours of sleep every night and I may have given up my lunch times at school but it was all worth it! I finally finished the second assessment for my class and now I have spare time! It’s glorious.
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