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Its that time of the year again. The time when everybody who has anything to do with education is rushed off their feet. Teachers and Lecturers are giving assignments out, marking work, setting tests, thinking about content for upcoming exams etc, for not only one subject but for them all.
Highschool students and uni students struggle to get essay after essay written, page after page of study done, practical after practical completed.
Over six weeks, I have had 5 assignments, 2 tests and 3 assessed practicals- and I'm only halfway through this block.
Me- the slackest uni student alive, Miss I'll-get-it-done-the-night-be fore is thinking about how to manage my time for the next fortnight so I can complete everything to a standard I'm happy with. And i'm only doing three subjects- I pity the people who have a full semester with 4 subjects.
Is everyone else feeling the pressure as much as I am?
At my Uni there are many places to aquire your morning coffee. Infact, as my bus was approaching uni, i decided where i would get off based on where i wanted to buy coffee from today.
Student mall? No. Refectory coffee is disgusting, and they don't have my milk. And Foccacias, the Cafe, charges $2 more than anywhere else.
Nursing building? No, the building is disgusting and dirty looking, dark and mosquito ridden, why would i want anything that comes from there?
Medicine building? Too far away from everything.
Biology building? Cafe near there is too swish, and i don't think they do take away- I want to go escape to my office.
Library? Perfect. The coffee cart here is in the sun, but shaded enough, the coffee is cheap, but not bad tasting. There is the chance that i'll run into someone to talk to, its central- in short, everything that coffee should be.
Pity location doesn't stop me burning my tongue on the first mouthful.
The only thing better than having a boyfriend at uni, is having a boyfriend with his own office at uni.
Not many third year science students can shut themselves away from the irritating teeny-bopper firsties, blast their music up as loud as they can, and have guarrenteed internet access no matter what. There is even a microwave in the tearoom downstairs and a toilet across the corridor.
Then there is the advantage of the storage space. No longer do i need to carry heavy backpacks full of closed in shoes, textbooks, laptops, lunch, a jacket etc. Nope. I just duck into my office with my handback, change over my books, slip on my shoes and out I go to my next lecture. Convienient, no? My fellow classmates even know where to find me, I can tell them that between the hours of 10 and 4 I'll be in the office or at my lectures.
An office gives the sense of being superior, important and sought after. image taken from www.cartoonstock.com
Ofcourse, technically it isnt my office, it is his. And he shares it some of the time with other students. It's occupants have changed from a group of 5 physic/math nerds, cramming to get their final thesis in on time. They ate, slept and showered at uni. The room was set up with my sleeping bag, camping mat, pillows, food etc to make those final weeks of hard-core writing a little more comfortable. During this time, music was kept to headphones, only work or silent computer games were allowed and speaking was only allowed if it was related to matrixes, matlab or other computer models.
This year, apart from my boy, the office is also used by a girl who is never around, thus I have run of the office.
So my advice to other uni students- find a space and make it yours, befriend post-grad students with offices, its more convienient than a library desk, locker and room on campus could over be.
What is it to be a uni student?
Does it take great self control, the ability to be your own task master, driving yourself to study more
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September 17th 2006 01:06
The joy of a science degree is the countless number of field trips one can go on. In my 2 years of Uni, I have been everywhere from Mud flats to tropical islands, with various subjects, doing various tasks.
No doubt, field trips give a student taste of real work- once we are out of uni and in the real world, what we can actually be doing with our life- collecting samples, travelling around, solving problems in the environment etc. But is this such a good thing
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September 13th 2006 04:50
Whats this? A studious person like me would NEVER give you instructions on how to skip those must attend lectures. Whats more, surely not attending the lecture is enough?
Sure, for larger classes where the lecturer doesn't recognise your face, let alone your name, but for smaller more personal classes it becomes very obvious when you don't show up. So, incase you do have a lazy day and require time out from the dreary, mundane voice of the lecturer, here are a few pointers
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September 12th 2006 05:39
Have I not updated for a week? I tried, but between computer failures, a lack of internet at home, and a lack of funding to use internet elsewhere, i haven't been able to.
Yes, living without a job is hard. Suddenly everyday things like catching a bus, or eating cause issues because there is simply not enough money in your bank account
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My data did everything I wanted it to. perfect. JOY! YAY!
Unfortuntely my friends didn't. After her computer died on her the first time, she moved to my left and tried again, failing, and then redid it so it worked
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There is nothing like leaving one lecture, and realising you have the rest of the afternoon free to do what you wish. Unfortunetly, I do not yet have this luxury today.
Having nearly missed my bus to uni, sat through another dull lecture, and then discovered that the refect was only serving non-vegan friendly food today, I was at a loss for what could calm my nerves and give me the well needed time out from my stenuous procrastination, and fill the time between classes
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Comment by Elizabeth
on CRIKEY! A stingray got Steve!
The average uni student
He shall be missed.