I love my life, I'm happy to report. And for a myriad of reasons. You know when people ask you; "tell us something good about your day/week/fortnight" and you can't say anything except "well, nothing bad happened". That's my life, and it's bloody fantastic. I'm still hopelessly in love with university. As much as I hate assignments and early mornings and public transport, I actually really do love those things.
My course is assignment based, which means no exams, but it also means a shitload of assignments. At the moment I have 8 assignments left to do, over the next 3 weeks. But I don't mind them so much, partly because I'm passing all my classes, and also just because it brings people together when you can mutually bitch over the harshness of a tutor's marking or the last minute changes made. I had a fabulous time yesterday when I received an assignment back. I had completely convinced myself that I had failed this assignment, and trust me when I say that I was so convinced that I was planning my timetable for next year around the fact that I would have to retake this unit. So it was the shock of a lifetime when I got handed my paper with a 'High Credit' written across the front. I then preceded to exclaim many words that I can't repeat here due to my shock and sat there in a dumbfounded silence just staring at my paper blankly. I did not think I'd answered the questions of the assignment, partly cause I have no bloody idea what the subject is actually about. It was then really affirming as I met with my tutor and told him my shock at this mark and he gave me some fantastic advice and compliments. As well as the myriad of notes and comments he'd left for me in my paper, all of which are incredibly helpful criticism, he also sat with me and just discussed it and reaffirmed my ability as a writer. This event was preceded in the afternoon by a debate in which I received another high credit, which was another wonderful shock.
Early mornings are a bitch. But they are made better by truly lovely people. Starting uni at 9am would kill me normally, but I generally adore it. There is something breathtaking in being awake at that hour, the air is crisp and fresh and birds actually are singing (as lame as that sounds). I then go to two lectures that I thoroughly enjoy (though both for different but equally as valid reasons), with my raspberry friand and hot chocolate in hand. It's a lovely feeling when you slowly come to realise that you are actually making new friends each day, and you no longer have to sit by yourself when your only friend is in class. Meeting new people is wonderful, and it can be even better when you finally get to meet and converse with a boy that has caught your eye since the very first day.
Public transport is a pain in the ass, especially when you miss your bus and then subsequently miss your train. But this blow is softened considerably when you have friends to talk to; the trusted design friend who made you a support sign when you did your class debate, the two girls you have several classes with but have only spoken to once and the boy that caught your eye. It is moments like this, when it's nearing 6 o'clock, you're waiting for your bus, the air is slowly getting colder and all you have is a cardigan where you realise how great your life is. Because you're not alone, you're laughing and you're huddled together and you realise that these are your days. These are our glory days.
Professional sportsman and women often talk about their careers and their glory days of the past. What I've come to realise is that I'm living mine, right now. Those freezing nights at the bus stop, those breathless dashes for the train, the anxiety over assignment marks and the regular table at the coffee shop make it all worthwhile. I'm not waiting for life to happen or for anything spectacular, because it's happening around me. I get to study at university towards a career I really want. I get to learn under some of Australia's top media figures (from film, T.V., journalism, writing, advertising). I get to spend my evenings waiting for the bus with people I like. I have the best life. I wouldn't change any aspect of my life. I get to go on crazy adventures to the various UWS campuses. I'm undertaking the journey of getting to know new people, discovering favourite colours and weird habits and hidden talents. It's right here and it's right now. No where else and no other time.
Until next time fellow humans....
P.S. 100th post. :)
