The first day.

Ok, well this post isn't really going to have much of a structure or anything like that. I'm awake and I've only slept for 5hours..

Anyways, I basically had my first ever uni lecture yesterday at noon, which really isn't even a timetabled class, but one which our lecturer said we should go to weekly. Design Thinking. Overall it must have taken me about an hour to get there, so 45mins to drive, then 15mins to walk. I honestly thought the day was going to be terrible, despite feeling excited, anxious and nervous at the same time. It didn't exactly help that my lecture was in the science building either. Well eventually I got there, around 30mins beforehand, so I went to the bathroom first, then stood around infront just waiting for the class. I ended up meeting 3 girls for the 20mins beforehand, and another girl briefly while the previous class was leaving. Hoping that I remember their names, I think they were.. Anna, Lorraine, Michelle and Cinti? There's a few different courses that need to take this class, so none of them are actually in my course, but hey, meeting new people is always a plus.

So after the 20mins, we all huddled into the lecture hall, and sat through an hour of introductions, and knowing that I didn't have to attend their tutorials or even do their assignments made it awesome. After attending that lecture, it seemed as if the uni lectures weren't going to be so bad afterall, but this is really why they tell you not to jump to conclusions.

After that, I apparently had a lecture in building CM05B, so I walked all the way down to the Haymarkets in the pouring rain (just like in the morning) to the library, didn't realise it was the wrong building (CM05A), so I just went up and down the lifts trying to find my class but instead finding rooms for medicine. I wasn't too worried though, because by the time I arrived there, it was probably only 1.10, and my class was at 4. I was actually going to find Daniel at the library, so I walked around for a bit, then sort of gave up and sat at a computer to check my unimail. Turns out, there's been a permanent room change for my first official lecture! Oh yeah, before that, I asked the enquiry desk where my class was, and because of the building, they asked "are you doing law or business?" & I just replied with "um, I'm doing Photography.." which just made me feel completely out of place. I ended up walking further down to find my building, and yes, it was in the law building, which just freaked me out completely! I must've walked up those 3 levels 3 times, trying to look for my classroom, then I finally found it, so I walked back to the library. And yeah, after that I checked my mail and found the room change. Anyways, I didn't have anything to do, so I sat around at the library for about 20 mins, until it was 2PM, watching people go in & out, and then someone with a backpack leaves the library, and I'm almost certain it was Daniel, but I had no clue, so I didn't dare go up to him then. Shortly after, I left and trekked back to building 4 where my 12-1 class was held, only going upstairs this time, again, in the pouring rain.

Once I got there, it was obviously still early, so I ended up just sitting down outside my class for the next hour and 45, listening to my music. By the time it was say, 3.50, everyone started arriving and I found the girl I met from orientation day on Friday, Jane, so I walked over to her and she was with 2 other guys so I introduced myself. Andy and Berty, I'm pretty sure their names were. And a little bit afterwards, we sort of 'recruited' another person into the newly formed group, and his name was Leonard- one of the tallest Asians I've ever seen! And well yeah, then we entered the class and the lecture started. I taped the entire lecture, because that's what my sister said I should do, in case I miss anything during the talk. Luckily I did, too, because turns out, there's going to be construction happening right outside our class for the next 6 months, and if we're here again in the future, for the next 3 years! That was actually really annoying, and after listening to a bit of my lecture on playback, the drilling just left me with a headache, but I need to get through it, because there's so much I missed. It didn't exactly help that we were up the very back, either. At the end, we left the class, and all 6 of us were like "did you understand anything during that lecture?" & it was all just a "umm, I remember something about Herschel and Wedgewood, but not much.." Then Jane was like "argh, my head hurts from the construction and I didn't understand a thing. It was just like. OK, I'm deaf, and I really can't see a thing" Which was exactly what I was thinking. Typical asian style! Well, at least with the blindness..

Anyways, after that our entire class walked to the tutorial classroom, which was in the next building, BUT was on the highest floor: Level 7! A lot of people were taking the lift, so we decided to climb the stairs all the way, which was terrible, but hey, at least it's some exercise. The tutorial went from 5-7, wherein they simply explained what we should do, essay-wise, and how plagiarism is "probably the worst thing you can do in academia. probably even worse than doing speed in the toilets"! Well, they also talked about how even if we don't understand things, we're better off quoting extensively and explaining what we think the quote means, rather than plagiarising, because we'll almost definitely receive an instand fail.

Afterwards, we broke up for 15mins so we could meet the other people in our class, and we met a girl called Diana, who had a gap year and was only starting this year. It was pretty cool, because she seemed to know a lot about photography already, and she spent 7months in Europe. Well later on we got back together as a class and was given homework, already!

Find a reading of a Primary Source, a text procedure or a published photograph from the early 19th century (1720-1850) 

It's a bit scary, since they added at the end the fact that we'll have to discuss our source to some others during class next week. I think I might actually go to the library tomorrow to look for something after my workshop. I have no idea if I'm allowed to just photocopy the page, or not? I'll figure that out later. So anyways, even after that homework, we were told that we'll be emailed some more work, which I think is a reading from a book, which will apparently take "a few good hours to read and understand", which isn't a good thing, considering that would probably mean a full day for me.

And after that, we basically had an 'early mark' at 6.45, and I left and waited for my sister & mum to pick me up, again, in the pouring rain. I ended up arriving home at 7.50, tired, drenched and starving!

And guess what? I'll definitely be feeling like that every Monday, for the next few months. =/