Last day of undergrad (hopefully)

So today, I had what should be my last proper day of undergrad uni.

And what a glorious day it was. So sunny, and full of vibrance and stuff.

I should be going back next year for post grad, but I'd just like to take this moment to reflect, think, ponder, and ruminate, amongst other things, as this kind of feels like the end of uni. We'll see where my fancy takes me.

First and foremost, I've found that uni has been an extremely rewarding and amazing experience. On many levels. I'll get to that in a second.

People often ask me, 'Did you enjoy high school more, or do you like uni more?' And I've always said that they're different. And they are. They both have pros and cons. The first example I can come up with off the top of my head is friendships. At high school, friends just happened. There wasn't really any special effort required. You usually just clicked.

This got a lot harder at uni. Especially with girls. Many of them seem to have a sort of barrier, whether conscious or subconscious, which gives off the vibe that they don't want to talk to you. It's not just girls, but happens more with girls. I guess it's a consequence of growing up into a young adult. Many just think they're too cool for other people.

In conclusion, friends are a lot harder to make at uni. But as a consequence, many of the ones that you do make there are truly fantastic people.

Which brings me nicely to the point that I said I'd discuss - why uni was so amazing.

I made great friends. Truly fantastic human beings. However, as importantly, or perhaps more so, my friendships with a lot of my good friends from high school grew stronger. While these two groups of friends are different, they're both very important to me, and lay deep within my heart. Or something like that.

Awwww.

Anyway. Next point. It's opened my eyes. I've seen a lot of people. Good people. But mostly, I've learned about really weird and downright just nasty, unpleasant people. Unreasonable people. If you've been following this blog over the years, you'll probably have an inkling of what I'm on about here.

The education side of uni was a bit meh. I just find it a little bit ridiculous how units so diverse and different can all follow the same format of a lecture and a tutorial. Sometimes, I don't think that's the best way to teach. I think it's probably the easiest, but easy isn't always good. At least not for the recipients.

I also enjoyed the opportunities to improve myself at Monash. Leaders Program, Ambassadors Program, were great. Met so many good friends through the Ambassador's Program.

Things that I enjoyed the most. Random collection of memories can come at a later date. Right now, you can have a random selection of things that I enjoyed.

I enjoyed having coffee with friends during random breaks. A token uni experience.

Random wanderings with friends.

Bumping into friends, and stopping to chat for 15 minutes, despite already being late for class.

Hanging in the Law Library for the first couple of years.

Sitting on the grass on a sunny day (such as today) with friends. Or even by myself.

Making great friends in the most random of circumstances e.g. Zara and I. Don't know how we became friends. But there you go.

Having a social life. I didn't really have one in high school. Yes, Melbourne High. We kicked out all the white people, and now the entire school lacks a social life. Or something along those lines. Look for a post about that whole kerfuffle soonish.

Three-hour long breaks. Another quintessential uni experience.

Not having to wear school uniform. I miss it occasionally, but then those thoughts get crushed after I remember how bad it was wearing that stupid blazer, or having to carry it in my bag, when it was mildly warm, and I was carrying my sax and clarinet.

I think I'll do things that I found bad in the next one. So, next up will be: bad things, random collection of momentous memories, and The Age Melbourne High School article.

Toodles for now.

Word of the Day: Undergrad

More like...Lie-braries!

Today, I found out that I'd been duped by the Matheson Library. I borrowed a whole bunch of books that I thought were about Hurricane Katrina. Turns out that they're mostly about black people. Not that they're not useful, but still. I'm kinda getting sick of reading about black people and segregation and all that. They're pretty big books after all.

I'm pretty disappointed with my work rate so far. I've written down one thing from the aforementioned books so far. And I've got Banh's BBQ tomorrow, Ambassador stuff the whole day on Wednesday and Friday, and two 21st's to go to on the weekend. Ah well. I'm sure I'll find a way to get through. I always do, more or less.

Word of the Day: Lies

Yum Cha Library

Ahh, the familiarity.

I am, of course, talking about the Law Library. But the Law Library is not great in and of itself. In fact, I would contend that, by itself, it would be a terribly dreary place, as I found out exactly a week ago. The people make it great.

And people there were today. What a contrast. From nobody being there during my breaks last week (except for Banh, during my one o' clock break, and he's only going to be there every second week), to almost everybody you could imagine. Almost. But not quite. But the point is, it's starting to look like Yum Cha in there again. Just the way I like it.

A bit below the Yum Cha crowdage level is optimum. When it gets to "we have mooting tomorrow" levels, I get claustrophobic and run back outside. (It also doesn't help that they post "mooters get priority" signs everywhere).

Apart from a stimulating break time, nothing much else happened.

Oh, except for me running into James while he was holding a girl's hand. I wonder where his girlfriend was. Lucky she (probably) won't read this. Would be terrible for her.

Word of the Day: Law Library