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Tue, Feb. 3rd, 2004 12:29 am
Oo I didn't update at all yesterday, what's with that? Meh, we'll call this yesterday's update, considering yesterday only ended half an hour ago.
So~ uni stuff. Welp, we successfully navigated from the Hills to the Magill campus, picking up petrol on the way so as not to stuff up again >>; and then proceeded to nearly get lost before we'd even left the car park. We rule. Campus itself seemed really small, but that might just be cos I'm sorta used to Adelaide Uni since I've been there more. Anyway, pritti campus with lots of lawns and big old gum trees and a 'creek' that was completely dry. Supposedly it flows in winter, but we'll see how we go.
Meandered into the auditorium with several hundred other peoples there for the various Bachelor of Arts courses that were being talked about that day and got talked to for an hour about general stuff ("Journalism is fun~ and it's in that building there. Meet your buddy and come over =D" etc etc), then wandered off to our respective courses to be talked to for another hour about more specific stuff, like how to enrol and make a timetable and all that shtuff about sub-majors. Journalism is looking more newspapery than I thought it would, but she's saying there are more practical things than essay writing, which is nice cos I can't stand essays. Half the reason I did English Communications last year was the fact that there were barely any essays. I did 1 for the whole year X)
Hour was up, so we mooched off to the Kaf (cafeteria place) where they had info about the various sub-majors offered at the Magill Campus. That was s'posed to go from 12-4, but seriously, it... didn't. Went in, got papers about French (nobody was there to talk to. Only woman at the languages stand was talking to two girls about Japanese, so I figured she wasn't the one) and went out again. So K8 and I decided we may as well go into the city.
City parking is cheaper than I thought, thank Gawd. And~ I found a pair of jeans I like, so when we go on this big clothes shopping spree we've been sorta planning and that Mum and Dad have agreed to (basically, they give me dollars, I spend them) I'll at least know one thing I can buy. Woo!
And that's about it.
Ooh yeah, I did~ get a call from my French teacher from last year, so that was nice ^^ 'parently one of the girls who was in my class is doing French at Magill too, so cross fingers we'll be in the same tutes and stuff, that'd be fun. Simone was one of the nice people at school ^^ Mrs French asked me if I was going to the new old schollars dinner thingo some time this month but~ I politely declined >>; It wasn't that long ago I saw people, so it wouldn't really be special, plus the only year 12 I really talked to was K8 and I see her pretty regularly. So yeah. Getting the French class together for dinner out somewhere is a much better option, cos our French class was great, 'cept Laura, but we can avoid her.
There were three teachers last year I loved, one I liked and one I loathed and despised and still do and never want to see again. French teacher was most definitely one of the luved *^^* IP and English were the other two. Maths I liked her, just not her subject >>;;; Mrs Art? She can go to somewhere worse than Hell. Not Hell cos that's where I plan on going X3 Go~ the Isle of Sin.
I had something else to say, I swear. Meh, entry's long enough as is, shall leave it there.
So~ uni stuff. Welp, we successfully navigated from the Hills to the Magill campus, picking up petrol on the way so as not to stuff up again >>; and then proceeded to nearly get lost before we'd even left the car park. We rule. Campus itself seemed really small, but that might just be cos I'm sorta used to Adelaide Uni since I've been there more. Anyway, pritti campus with lots of lawns and big old gum trees and a 'creek' that was completely dry. Supposedly it flows in winter, but we'll see how we go.
Meandered into the auditorium with several hundred other peoples there for the various Bachelor of Arts courses that were being talked about that day and got talked to for an hour about general stuff ("Journalism is fun~ and it's in that building there. Meet your buddy and come over =D" etc etc), then wandered off to our respective courses to be talked to for another hour about more specific stuff, like how to enrol and make a timetable and all that shtuff about sub-majors. Journalism is looking more newspapery than I thought it would, but she's saying there are more practical things than essay writing, which is nice cos I can't stand essays. Half the reason I did English Communications last year was the fact that there were barely any essays. I did 1 for the whole year X)
Hour was up, so we mooched off to the Kaf (cafeteria place) where they had info about the various sub-majors offered at the Magill Campus. That was s'posed to go from 12-4, but seriously, it... didn't. Went in, got papers about French (nobody was there to talk to. Only woman at the languages stand was talking to two girls about Japanese, so I figured she wasn't the one) and went out again. So K8 and I decided we may as well go into the city.
City parking is cheaper than I thought, thank Gawd. And~ I found a pair of jeans I like, so when we go on this big clothes shopping spree we've been sorta planning and that Mum and Dad have agreed to (basically, they give me dollars, I spend them) I'll at least know one thing I can buy. Woo!
And that's about it.
Ooh yeah, I did~ get a call from my French teacher from last year, so that was nice ^^ 'parently one of the girls who was in my class is doing French at Magill too, so cross fingers we'll be in the same tutes and stuff, that'd be fun. Simone was one of the nice people at school ^^ Mrs French asked me if I was going to the new old schollars dinner thingo some time this month but~ I politely declined >>; It wasn't that long ago I saw people, so it wouldn't really be special, plus the only year 12 I really talked to was K8 and I see her pretty regularly. So yeah. Getting the French class together for dinner out somewhere is a much better option, cos our French class was great, 'cept Laura, but we can avoid her.
There were three teachers last year I loved, one I liked and one I loathed and despised and still do and never want to see again. French teacher was most definitely one of the luved *^^* IP and English were the other two. Maths I liked her, just not her subject >>;;; Mrs Art? She can go to somewhere worse than Hell. Not Hell cos that's where I plan on going X3 Go~ the Isle of Sin.
I had something else to say, I swear. Meh, entry's long enough as is, shall leave it there.