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Yes, I've continued to be fairly crappy at writing in this journal. I think it's nearly the end of the road.
Uni has gone back this week. I have turned over a new leaf and have been going to class, but not sure how long that will last for.
Launches have been the second exciting thing in the last week, although I'd already had sneak peeks of some of jam and attack because the new gfm is a presenter. It has definitely lifted the standards - especially now since the previous GFM only takes a few classes at Bibra Lake which makes her a lot easier to avoid. The timetable has also been changed in the last month, which is really good and on monday they have added an extra class in the morning which is very exciting. I am a little too easily entertained.
The final good news of the week is that my 21st birthday was on Wednesday night. Didn't do anything too big, went out for breakfast with family on Sunday and went to Carnegies for a few too many cocktails on my birthday. I decided I didn't want a repeat of what Elise's mum, who is uptight/snobby/Bree-desperate-housewives type mother who drank far too much champagne at Elise's 21st and ended up throwing up out the side of her car as she was leaving and everyone saw. Classy.
The not so good of my week - Tuesday morning my worst nightmare occured and I slept in. My alarm didn't go off, and I was awoken at 6.23 by the maintenance guy at work wanting to know if I was ok. Yeah oops.
Even worse than that was my meeting with the sub-dean of the Business school. All I can say right now: BASTARD BASTARD BASTARD. I was so upset - I got told at the end of last year before I sent camp my contract that I was allowed to sit my exams early, and now I can't. I am so unbelievably pissed off and extremely mad that this dickhead has screwed up my plans. I AM GOING BACK THOUGH! I don't care what it takes, I am even willing to drop out for another semester if it means going back because I am not finished with Chipinaw just yet. As I sent in my e-mail to camp, my heart belongs in the 12783 and I can't wait to go back. I've been counting down to camp 2007 since I left on August 15th last year and haven't stopped thinking about it since, even though it seems hard to believe that a place I spent 9 weeks at has left more of an impression that anywhere or anything else I have been involved in for a lot longer.
Looking forward to the next few weeks and months, I've found out that I actually graduate at the end of the year, and I've come to the realisation that although it seems exciting, I'm not ready to leave uni and get a real job. I am considering honours, but I'd also like to do a ski season in Canada, although I'm not sure if I'll finish my 2nd semester exams on time. I heard way too many interesting stories from Beeker while he was over here about it... My first reaction was, 'woohoo, I can do pre-camp!' but we'll see if I'm up for another year by August.
Uni has gone back this week. I have turned over a new leaf and have been going to class, but not sure how long that will last for.
Launches have been the second exciting thing in the last week, although I'd already had sneak peeks of some of jam and attack because the new gfm is a presenter. It has definitely lifted the standards - especially now since the previous GFM only takes a few classes at Bibra Lake which makes her a lot easier to avoid. The timetable has also been changed in the last month, which is really good and on monday they have added an extra class in the morning which is very exciting. I am a little too easily entertained.
The final good news of the week is that my 21st birthday was on Wednesday night. Didn't do anything too big, went out for breakfast with family on Sunday and went to Carnegies for a few too many cocktails on my birthday. I decided I didn't want a repeat of what Elise's mum, who is uptight/snobby/Bree-desperate-housewives type mother who drank far too much champagne at Elise's 21st and ended up throwing up out the side of her car as she was leaving and everyone saw. Classy.
The not so good of my week - Tuesday morning my worst nightmare occured and I slept in. My alarm didn't go off, and I was awoken at 6.23 by the maintenance guy at work wanting to know if I was ok. Yeah oops.
Even worse than that was my meeting with the sub-dean of the Business school. All I can say right now: BASTARD BASTARD BASTARD. I was so upset - I got told at the end of last year before I sent camp my contract that I was allowed to sit my exams early, and now I can't. I am so unbelievably pissed off and extremely mad that this dickhead has screwed up my plans. I AM GOING BACK THOUGH! I don't care what it takes, I am even willing to drop out for another semester if it means going back because I am not finished with Chipinaw just yet. As I sent in my e-mail to camp, my heart belongs in the 12783 and I can't wait to go back. I've been counting down to camp 2007 since I left on August 15th last year and haven't stopped thinking about it since, even though it seems hard to believe that a place I spent 9 weeks at has left more of an impression that anywhere or anything else I have been involved in for a lot longer.
Looking forward to the next few weeks and months, I've found out that I actually graduate at the end of the year, and I've come to the realisation that although it seems exciting, I'm not ready to leave uni and get a real job. I am considering honours, but I'd also like to do a ski season in Canada, although I'm not sure if I'll finish my 2nd semester exams on time. I heard way too many interesting stories from Beeker while he was over here about it... My first reaction was, 'woohoo, I can do pre-camp!' but we'll see if I'm up for another year by August.