Tired in a Week
Our car pool now has to take an extended detour on some days, and I drove two days in a row, so now I’m going to bitch for a while until the day’s soreness has left my feet. Varsity has been on for a week and a half now and I already feel like the flood gates have opened. Okay, maybe not entirely opened, but they are leaking and I’m already soaked. I’ve already written two tutorial tests; they’re small and easy, but my current Applied Mathematics (!) module doesn’t have an exam, so these little tests weigh more in the final mark. But I’m done worrying for the week. Only one tutorial and a demo-session left.
Ah, yes, to be a demi! I am now one of those quasi-enlightened figures who assist wide-eyed and confused first years (freshmen) in their Computer Science 1 tutorials. Not a glorious job, but it does pay. I have no idea how much, probably next to nothing, but this will be the first money I’ve actually earned. Okay, I helped a friend once with his business and got paid a little, but it didn’t compensate for the years my life was shorted with by the paraffin fumes... I’ve never had a job per se. It’s mostly due to my laziness and my high standards (I refuse to waiter or do delivery jobs, which limits opportunities through and immediately after high school). Fittingly I’ve managed to land a job that is only 3 (maximum) hours a week, terribly easy and where I can apply what I’ve learnt so far. Its really all I ask – it wasn’t too much, was it? But I don’t demi for the money – it’ll probably be shiny peanuts anyway. I don’t really know why I’m doing it: to help people, to show off what I know, to feel important, to boost my chances of later getting an academic post at the university... who knows? Does it matter? Who cares?
It is both comical and frustrating to see the next generation enter the world of higher education. They are all wild eyed, scared and to a greater or lesser degree respect everyone else for their experience. They are also hapless and confused, hence they can’t find all their classes or miss it and then contribute to the over-crowdedness of the student centre. And I blame them for the traffic congestion which we now daily encounter. But in the next few weeks and months the novelty of university and the carnival will wan and things will return to normal. Ah, normal... I have a couple of friends who started this year, so it is with glee that I assume the role of advisor and instructor as to the ways of the new world. It’ll be a short lived charade.
My second day back at university brought quite a shock: I am writing two big mathematics tests on consecutive days – the twelfth and thirteenth of April. The crux is that my brother’s wedding is on the eleventh. And the wedding is going to be an all day affair (a sunrise wedding, followed by lunch with the family and the reception is the evening). Its going to be a tight squeeze, but I’ve submitted to my brother and fiancé that I’ll attend all the events. But I’ll still have to see how things go for the next month and a half. So far mathematics has been a mess and I don’t know when I’m going to sit down and sort it out, because I’ve spent all my time (much more than usual) so far on other subjects. I really want to be there for my brother’s big day, so I guess I’m just going to have to swallow it and persevere...
My feet are better. I can walk again. I’m thirsty.
PS South Africa won the seven match ODI series 4 to 1.
Ah, yes, to be a demi! I am now one of those quasi-enlightened figures who assist wide-eyed and confused first years (freshmen) in their Computer Science 1 tutorials. Not a glorious job, but it does pay. I have no idea how much, probably next to nothing, but this will be the first money I’ve actually earned. Okay, I helped a friend once with his business and got paid a little, but it didn’t compensate for the years my life was shorted with by the paraffin fumes... I’ve never had a job per se. It’s mostly due to my laziness and my high standards (I refuse to waiter or do delivery jobs, which limits opportunities through and immediately after high school). Fittingly I’ve managed to land a job that is only 3 (maximum) hours a week, terribly easy and where I can apply what I’ve learnt so far. Its really all I ask – it wasn’t too much, was it? But I don’t demi for the money – it’ll probably be shiny peanuts anyway. I don’t really know why I’m doing it: to help people, to show off what I know, to feel important, to boost my chances of later getting an academic post at the university... who knows? Does it matter? Who cares?
It is both comical and frustrating to see the next generation enter the world of higher education. They are all wild eyed, scared and to a greater or lesser degree respect everyone else for their experience. They are also hapless and confused, hence they can’t find all their classes or miss it and then contribute to the over-crowdedness of the student centre. And I blame them for the traffic congestion which we now daily encounter. But in the next few weeks and months the novelty of university and the carnival will wan and things will return to normal. Ah, normal... I have a couple of friends who started this year, so it is with glee that I assume the role of advisor and instructor as to the ways of the new world. It’ll be a short lived charade.
My second day back at university brought quite a shock: I am writing two big mathematics tests on consecutive days – the twelfth and thirteenth of April. The crux is that my brother’s wedding is on the eleventh. And the wedding is going to be an all day affair (a sunrise wedding, followed by lunch with the family and the reception is the evening). Its going to be a tight squeeze, but I’ve submitted to my brother and fiancé that I’ll attend all the events. But I’ll still have to see how things go for the next month and a half. So far mathematics has been a mess and I don’t know when I’m going to sit down and sort it out, because I’ve spent all my time (much more than usual) so far on other subjects. I really want to be there for my brother’s big day, so I guess I’m just going to have to swallow it and persevere...
My feet are better. I can walk again. I’m thirsty.
PS South Africa won the seven match ODI series 4 to 1.
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