I find it slightly strange how many people are at uni today... like, for some reason the beginning of every semester is when everyone gathers to uni, go to class, get told what is expected of them for the rest of the semester and give it about 4-5 weeks and no one is at uni anymore. Then when exam time comes around, everyone is flocking back in to hand in assignments, get tips, and attempt to study. Sounds a lot like me... back then.
I might have screwed myself over by assigning 8:30am starts two days in a row, especially when it being a Monday and Tuesday. I haven't been sleeping well, could be attributed to the fact that I've been napping a lot during the day. I guess my brain is still on temporary leave back in South Korea.
Second day back to uni, technically first because I couldn't justify waking up yesterday for a two hour 8:30am lecture then coming back home, and I already stuffed up. I was adamant the room number I saw on the timetable was a 402, so adamant I walked in so confidently and realised I might have fucked up slightly only after I walked back out. I was casually conversing with the tute like yeah my timetable is stuffed I didn't read it wrong or anything, feeling little to no shame. So I stood outside for a while, checking my timetable again and I swear, I swear on my own life that I saw a 402. I shifted uncomfortably in my position and waited for the actual timetable to load and I kid you not that 2 turned into a 6. It's some sort of sorcery working against me here.
The embarrassment of course didn't kick in until I had realise my stupidity. I could slowly feel a single cloud of gloom hovering above me as I slowly made my way and approached my correct class, excusing myself for being late and then feeling worse that other students who had a longer commute time had made it to the lecture whilst I slept in.
3rd year, 2nd semester. Come at me!
Excuse me whilst I spend the next 5 hours internally crying over my long ass break and starve because I cannot seem to find my wallet and all I have in my pocket is $1.10, which in Australia gets you nothing... satisfying at least.
I hope everyone is having a much more interesting day than I am... bye bye my little petunias.
