The evening of the execution

[changeling]

I have a new icon. It's from One Perfect Day. Made one for Steph, too, because she wanted one, but she's not online so I can't give her hers. I spent several hours this evening screwing around with the trailer until I could work out screencaps. I'm glad I did in the end. I might make another couple with the images I have. I just have to work out the text for them.

So. Chris came over today. We rode down to Jells Park and back again. I haven't been on a bike for something like 4 years, so I sucked. He was very patient. We had icecreams. I had one with jelly bugs in. 'twas great. We didn't get much gaming done, but I wasn't particularly surprised, as I knew Chris had to go off and have dinner with Sara and I'm assuming Nat and so forth. I got mildly sunburnt. Next time: sunscreen.

I went for another bike ride this evening, to drop of Jill's birthday card. Mum wanted me to do it tomorrow, but I have class and much concession- and ID-card collection to be had before that.

I have my first day of uni TAFE tomorrow. I can't believe I'm signed in for a TAFE course. I'm such a snob. Still, it's an RMIT TAFE course, which is better more intellectual than a Swinburne TAFE course (am total snob. However, have been to Swinburne, so feel mildly justified).

Class should be awesome. If I have time, I'm planning on picking up a few notebooks so I have new writing equipment, which will be good.

I suspect the people will be terrible. I may have awesome lecturers (here's hoping), but I predict that I will make NO new friends. Most of the people there seem to be 40 year old women, with whom I have nothing in common. They will look down on me for not having had children or any significant life experiences (by their standards). I expect to be miserable.

Oh, yeah, I'm full of the angst tonight. But seriously. I really don't want to go through two years of uni the course without making a single friend. That would blow hard. I should know. It's how I spent most of high school. I hate being the loner in all my classes.

Also, I don't know how to read my timetable. And RMIT's webpages are nowhere as easy to navigate as UniMelb's. I don't know where my classes will be tomorrow. I'm planning on calling Dad tomorrow and seeing if he can interpret it (he works at RMIT, but in a different department). Damn, but Dad working there is useful (not in a nepotism way, unfortunately. Neither of my parents are into nepotism in any form).

My stomach's all knotty with anticipation... or is it wind? trepidation, and I'm starting to feel ill, so I might go to bed.

Comments

[dorukai.livejournal.com]

I am also mildly sunburnt. Not so weird, since we spent ~2.5 hours outside, but still. I never sunburn!!

[rhakylia.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about starting a new school, be a uni or tafe. Tafe's are sooo much better than uni courses anyway. I'm wishing I went to tafe! So much more hands on than a uni which is all bloody theory, like you want to use a keyboard, here go read this 5000 word book and you'll know how! It sucks that way!

As for not making friends don't stress that. When people see what a happy bubbly person you are I'm sure you'll make some new friends! Just smile and say Hi, I've found making the first move helps.

[notfudge.livejournal.com]

I may just decide to grab it actually!