Gettin' back into it.

I haven't blogged in a while so tonight after training i promise to spam blogs.

Uni is a different experience not what i expected, to an extend i don't like all the freedom because i do need to occasionally be prodded to do my work.
I haven't met all my lectures yet, here all nice except theres one guy with a monotone voice.

I call him Woodrow Wilson even though his name is Cliff Crawford, Woodrow sounds older.

Ethic's is like wow; the overwhelmingness reminded me about my first debate with Karli. Though i must say i love my ethics class, it kind of reminds me of my MHS class, we all laughed about political correctness to the extreme. The one question that frustrates me is 'What do i want to do after my degree". Theres this one chick i forget her name, she had the best answer.

"I want to have babies" now thats honesty.

I also can't stand absolute silence. I had to read window's which is basically a gay porno in book form that describes Julians secret sex life and this ethical dilemma's. I tried to read in the library.
HAHA no.

I went to Z block, where the put the world news on a wall via projector. I sat on the floor cause chairs are for noobs. I went on msn on my phone, and people started walking and talking out of the many surrounding lecture theaters and i felt at peace and i read.

I learnt a new world, i mean like i've learnt many like deontology and Utilitarianism. Though this one i know what it means, 'alcove'.

example; "He ripped of his belt buckle and took Daniel to the shady alcove"

I laughed when i read that even though i didn't know what it meant at the time.
I've come to realise im still a kid, i don't just look physically younger than some of the people at uni i'm just not ready for it, i havent come to terms with how im gonna take notes and study and what not, i mean during my lecture on how to commence research and what not i spent most of my time flirting with this red head a couple of seats down.

Michael;
I hate you, we all do. He is the Rebeka Adair of QUT. Spend all his time rephrasing what the lecturer said, and then commences arguments, Though my JSB175 class broke the ice by paying him out (y). Hes the person who raises his hand and the WHOLE threat er sigh's dejectivly.

I also hate you mrs stupid spanish chick; learn to listen so we dont have to hear everything twice. You know your a fool when the lecturer says ill answer your questions after.

Off to training.