But luckily the workload has kept to a managable state.
In other news I have made the (rather large, after asking around) shortlist for being a Residential Advisor for next year. And for those that don't know what that is, the RAs look after the first years that are staying in the halls. Plus we get rooms too. I have an interview on the 23rd so I have a bit of time to prepare myself.
Also happening on the 23rd is the Halls Quiz Night (and hopefully I will be part of the Colombo team) and our family moves house to another one about a kilometer away. Maybe not even that... but it's just as close to both the airport and beach as the previous one. Although I hear the bus stops right outside the driveway. Handy.
Then there was this weird moment of uncertainty on the ride home from work today. The following all took place in my mind in the few mintues it take to travel from the IPC to Massey on the bus.
Sorry, got carried away a bit there.
But this whole focusing-on-becoming-an-RA business kinda makes me think I've put all my eggs in one basket (so to speak... at least I think that's how you use that expression...). Becuase if the RA deal falls through I'm not gonna have a lot of options in terms of accomodation. Because it not like I know the guys down my hallway well enough to go flatting with them. Have you seen how well they secretly hide their drinking escapades? Let's just say they have posters announcing the drinking circles now. AND IT'S AN ALCOHOL-FREE HALL!!! *ahem*
That's not quite me done though. Because a couple of weeks back I was talking to a workmate also living on campus (who I met during the first couple of weeks, then didn't see for ages, then re-met because she was taking someone's place for... okay look that story isn't important right now) about what courses we were taking, and what could lead on from them.
Her story: After the degree in Aviation Management, she would go on to a Singapore Airlines training course overseas, and after graduating from that, would continue her career working for them. [sic]
Me: My course is in Computer Science, and after graduating from that, I'd... umm... [quoted]
You see? Sure I've been going on about working for a software (or gaming, since it felt rather pursuable at the time) company for yonks, and yes, I would have the basic qualifications (as checked on actual comapanies' job listings)...but any list I've found isn't looking for someone at entry level... no, it's for someone with several years experience behind them. Which loops around to the long running rant of mine that states that you need experience to gain experience, hence gaining any experience is impossible without someone that you know on the inside.
Next issue: I've had this false assumption that things at univeristy become sorted on their own. Now I know you're thinking, "Yeah, 'course they don't, you [insert insulting noun implying stupidity here]! What were you thinking?"
Indeed. What was I thinking? I feel like I've been winging it through university so far, and I literally have no idea what I'm doing in the years following potential graduation in 2012. Anyone have a pre-written guidebook on life after graduation that I can borrow?
*The following section contains material that I don't readily announce to... just about anyone. Blackmailers get your pen and paper ready!*
And lastly, I've been thinking about me as a person. In all honesty, I think that I am socially slow. Let me explain this.
Rewind 10 years. The year is 2000, and we're on the brink of explosions from happiness because the microwave didn't break down from the Y2K bug. Kiddies reading this probably don't have a clue about that last sentence. Awwww... so young... so cute.
Aaaaanyway I was 7 at the time and the Pokemon craze had just hit New Zealand so hard the evening news did an article on it. Meanwhile further anime dubs were being cooking up over in the US, ready to be unleashed on the world in later years. We'll get to that. So perhaps it was my unwillingness to get dragged into something new, a money issue, or just me in general... but while the half dozen or so boys in my year (it was a small private school, remember) were busy running around pretending they were Pikachu, Squirtle or Pidgey I was busy cooking up a way to figure out the numbers that have consectutive factors with Timothy (who I lost contact with in 2005, and am still trying to find after I heard he was in Brisbane). I never understood the reason why all the boys had this peculiar interest. Perhaps I needed to see the cartoon myself. But by the time I had chanced into the screening of the offical second movie, it was a little too late as they were already onto the Trading Card Game, then as I caught up they were on to Beyblades, then as I caught up they were onto Yu-Gi-Oh, then as I caught up we had moved on into college. It's a viscious cycle, and it still continues.
Now I'm having second thoughts about focusing on academics so much. Sure, I'm glad, and I'm sure my parents were glad that I could pass each school and college level easily... but it'd be nice to fit in to a lesiurely conversation every now and again. I can easily talk about programming for a good half hour, but in general male conversation I strike out... mainly because I've been brought up through schooling to ignore that and concentrate on something math-based. That and I don't drink alcohol and I have only sweared about five times (under extreme circumstances... in fact I'm working on a system that uses cake ingredients). So I guess I wouldn't like to fit in after all. The general thought just makes me feel less socially accepted, I guess.
Now that I'm watching the original series of Pokemon (and playing the games), I'm regressing back to childhood and wishing I had my own Squirtle (blackmailers, that's Squirtle, S-Q-U-I-R...). I guess I understand the playfulness of us kids back then. But that was 10 years ago... there's some catching up to do. Sure, the show's now up to 14 seasons, but I've got plenty of time for it. After all, I've gotta pass the time until the day that I need to know where I'm going next... and I hope you readers will stay along for the ride.
The Mid-Week Website
Is being postponed to Saturday. It's late. I gotta get to sleep for the 8:30 lecture tomorrow.
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