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My sister had her uni graduation last night. It frustrated me because I realised I feel as though I never even went to uni. The last year and a half of my university experience was all over the place. Some days I was there, but not many, because I did my subjects externally. And then I had all my stupid prac dramas. It was especially hard in semester 2 2004, when I was doing 5 subjects and my prac. I ended up not being able to finish assignments on time and failing a subject, which I made up obviously, but it is still down as a fail on my academic record. Sometimes I wish I tried harder, but at the time, my mind was in so many other places. I suppose my lack of caring really just reflected the way I felt about the end of the degree anyway. My heart wasn't overly in it and I was just continuing so I could finish it and get the hell out of there.
I miss going though. I miss hanging out with the people, lunch at the refectory and Beadles (hehehe). I miss going to the library, which I really enjoyed. The view was great! I think most of all though, I miss feeling as though I am learning something. As much as studying frustrates me, its all I've been doing for the last seven years, its all I really know. And the thought that I have finished that stage of my life makes me really sad. I do want to do more study, but probably not at the moment, as there are other things I need to put my efforts into. There is a particular masters course that I would love to do (my sister is doing it next year actually) but my GPA isn't high enough, so I might have to do a graduate certificate and then upgrade if I really want to. Who knows?
I think I'm just feeling nostalgic really. I spent so long complaining about the place and longing to get the hell out of there! You always want what you don't have.
I miss going though. I miss hanging out with the people, lunch at the refectory and Beadles (hehehe). I miss going to the library, which I really enjoyed. The view was great! I think most of all though, I miss feeling as though I am learning something. As much as studying frustrates me, its all I've been doing for the last seven years, its all I really know. And the thought that I have finished that stage of my life makes me really sad. I do want to do more study, but probably not at the moment, as there are other things I need to put my efforts into. There is a particular masters course that I would love to do (my sister is doing it next year actually) but my GPA isn't high enough, so I might have to do a graduate certificate and then upgrade if I really want to. Who knows?
I think I'm just feeling nostalgic really. I spent so long complaining about the place and longing to get the hell out of there! You always want what you don't have.