Well, it looks like I have some more time... so I am going to write a 'What I Learnt At School This Year' blog, which in no ways is a rip off of Cespenar's idenical list of what he learnt at uni... I'm gonna get sued, aren't I? Sigh.
1.
Drinking an inch of Jim Beam straight will make you literally legless... Don't do it, even though you look macho and it impresses your two favourite guys.
2.
Sweet and sour sauce from McDonalds and 2 minute noodles sound like it would taste good. It doesn't.
3.
The word Hippocampus. But I can't frickin' tell you what it means.
4.
Never EVER die your hair in the nude... I don't want to talk about it.
5.
Tutors don't like it when you doodle peoples names and palm leafs during class. It gets you a 2/10 for participation. I reccommend singing 'Pop Goes The Weasle' in your head to pass the time. He'll never know...
6.
Gamers are scary. Although I love the whole culture and I think geeks are hot, there is no way that a 6 foot tall, thirty year old man wearing a Full Metal Alchemist shirt, playing WOW and yelling 'Die, you bitches, die' at a computer monitor is the picture of normality...
7.
Good friends are hard to come by. But when you do, its awesome. Having a designated hang-out spot is possibly the coolest thing ever... Oh, bugger, now I miss everyone again. Dammit.
8.
Nothing makes a Data Analysis exam go faster. Not even writing a poem on the desk, or watching the guy at the next desk play with himself... (and I am serious, he was...)
9.
The cheapest entertainment there is when you are broke is to either
a) go to the mall and listen to music in Big W on those huge
dodgy headphones
b) have a conversation in public with a friend where both of
you are using Irish accents.
c) sitting under a tree for four hours straight trying to pick
which passer by is a virgin and which ones aren't...
surprisingly tricky
and last but not least
10.
As much as you might bitch about all the work, or crave a day to yourself, when you actually finish uni and all your friends go home, you will be lost and bored and sad. Enjoy every moment and remember that you get to go home soon. Only another three months and nine days... oh god, make it stop!
. Mum and dad finally realized that it makes me happy, and that I'm good at it, and that possibly Psychology is NOT my first or even fifth great love... Which means they just want me to do uni now so I have a job with which to support my arty stuff. YAH! But on the flip side I am having painter's block now, like I'm scared that now I have expectations on my art, my art says 'Oh jeez, too much pressure', and goes out for a Becks and a lie down... sigh.
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