4 days and counting...

After having done a grand total of 4 months of a whole lot of nothing, I start university in 4 days. One can imagine the thoughts going through my mind right now. Well, possibly. I have no money at all at the moment, but I do get paid on Saturday, so here's hoping I won't have to hitch-hike to my first lecture. That might kind of suck. At least I know for sure that I actually managed to get myself enrolled. Whoo! Got the conformation of study yesterday. Now, it seems, I just need my student ID card, which won't go through until my Studylink application is approved, it seems. Ah, the trials. I figure... this bit is the hardest part of university.

Well, either way, it's a whole new adventure, this entire university thing. One thing I did get told though, was that "university is full of really odd people". Hmm. Yeah, that doesn't reall surprise me THAT much. It should be fun. I'm wondering how well I'm going to be able to learn German, though. So far the extent of my German is "Ich liebe dich" (I love you), "Du spinnst" (you're crazy) and "Ich bin ein schlussel" (I am a key). I didn't actually want to say "I am a key", but hey, things happen. Here's hoping I have more luck with Spanish - "Arroz con leche!" (Rice and milk... rice pudding?) "Me gusta cantar" (I like to sing). Oh well, it can't be better than my initial forays into the French language. When I left for Quebec in August 2003, I could only say "Bonjour" (Hello) and "La vache est morte" (The cow is dead).

The general consensus is that in a few months, people will be understanding even less of me than usual. Good-o, I say. At least I didn't take Italian, too. That might have been silly. Though there was a "teach yourself Italian" book in the library... maybe in my free time?

ALP,
Rosie