I have some issues...

My main issue at this moment is my insane lack of unallocated time. Uni, work, frisbee - there is no free time in the world. Bitching time, however, oh there's plenty of that:

There's always one. I know this. There's always that one annoying person in your class, and you can't do anything about it, and you just have to suck it up. But seriously, this is ridiculous. The sheer irrelevance of everything she has to say is astounding. But what gets me is the arrogance of "helpfully" "clarifying" something the lecturer has said THAT WAS PERFECTLY CLEAR TO THE REST OF US ANYWAY OMG SHUT UP. Grr. Ok. I'll be over here, trying not to roll my eyes tooo hard.

Who decided that -785937537 degrees was a temperature at all conducive to study? Show me your research. I can disprove whatever you've got.

Slides. Something no lecturer is without. But can we just revisit the point of slides? If all you are going to do is read something that I have (printed and on a screen) right in front of me, I might as well have stayed home. Slides are for notes, lectures are for lecturing. I will of course complain about how much writing I have to do, but I would much rather be actively note-taking than having a nap. (Wait, that doesn't sound right...)

What happened to mandatory ten-minute breaks every hour?

And for that matter, although this is no-one's fault really, what's with finishing class on the hour? Flinders started on the hour and finished at ten to. Now UniSA starts at ten past and finishes on the hour. This is not a major problem, except for when I am sitting in class counting down the seconds, and the clock finally ticks over to ten to ... and I still have ten minutes to go. The longest ten minutes IN THE WHOLE WORLD EVER, let me assure you.

Uni is quite vexing, as it turns out.

All I Needed Was Some Uni Work To Put Off

I am back at uni, a different uni this time, one not built on a hill. Not that that means less stairs, because every single one of my classes is on the third floor or above. I am doing a Masters course with a very long name, but if people ask what I'm studying I just say Library Management.

I'm taking four classes (which is standard, is it standard elsewhere?) and I managed to fit all of them onto one day. Which: yay for working the other full days, but also: 9am til 7pm with a one hour break. Yeah. The names of those four classes are pretty much just different variations in the order of the words 'management,' 'information,' and 'project.' Those words are also the basis for the drinking game I plan to play as I do my readings.

And jeez there are a lot of readings. I should be doing them in all the spare time that uni students have, but did I mention the working full time thing? That will start to slow down soon, and Nationals is only weeks away, so soon I will have a life. Right? Please?

I am enjoying uni, even if most of my classes fall under the "boring businessy stuff" category and not "exciting new library career path" one. All my essays are short, I only have one exam (worth 50%!) ("Shut up," says a certain little brother now at uni, but I can't hear him over the sound of his four 70% exams), and I get to design a mobile phone app. Learning - it's what all the cool kids are doing.