The End

Today has been ending of sorts. Last day of semester for third year. Last semester together with the babes before we are being shipped off to do pracs around metro Perth and elsewhere. Lin’s going off to China, Ange and me are possibly going to Melbourne for pracs. It has ended on a bitter sweet note. One of the last times we’ll hang out together all three of us at uni, lounging and baking in the sun at Angazi.

I suppose I feel sad, excited and scared all at the same time. Many things in the future are uncertain and that really scares me. I don’t like feeling out of control and not knowing where my pracs are is really worrying me. At the same time, I’m excited about going out and FINALLY experiencing OT out in reality and not being kept under a shell and having to learn everything from books and the internet. Finally it’ll be hands on experience. Yet I feel sad cause my support group (ie: the babes) are being taken away from me. It’s going to take a lot of getting used to, not being able to chillax in between classes or wait for them to pick me up from ‘work’ or having long lunches at Angazi cause someone got paid or meeting at Main Cafe where all of us just get the $3.50 specials with my guild card.

I am going to miss those moments, being carefree (relatively) and young. Telling people I’m doing my final year next year and completing a degree is a scary thought. Definitely a whole set of challenges next year. No more submitting assignments right on the dot when it is due. Though there’s going to be 3 sets of portfolios and a self-directed project to complete. I opted for the self-directed instead of another supervised prac.

I guess the way we celebrated the end of 3 years of uni was by hanging out at Angazi and chillaxing and laughing about each others’ famous funny moments. 3 years seem like such a short time, yet it is a heck of a long time. Many many hours of work, sweat, tears and sometimes blood being poured out for the sake of uni. 3 years of uni, 2 years of friendship are just but numbers.

Speaking of numbers, I’m thinking about doing something for my 22nd since I didn’t get to celebrate with friends here and I didn’t really do anything for my 21st this year. Any ideas? All I know I have got to lose a freaking 15 kilos by then. Gah! Which pretty much equals me having to exercise each day. I had a walk on Wednesday evening and probably going to go next week so I can get the oxygen flowing to my brain and the endorphines working and gearing me up for exams.

Speaking about exams, I cannot stand the buzzing sounds from the planes that are taking part in the Red Bull air race. Everyone 1 minute or so there’ll be buzzing cause those damn planes are flying over where I live. It’s going to be bad tomorrow and Sunday. I seriously pity the people taking exams at UWA tomorrow, they’ll be hearing things buzzing about them every so often. I tell you, I have such a low threshold to stimuli, verbal and visual, that it is literally impossible for me to concentrate with that noise around.

I’ll be working tomorrow till Monday and then pretty much studying till exams start on Monday 12th November. 2 written papers and a viva and I’m good to go for placements next year. How scary is that?

Anyways, I’m going to have to leave now since I plan to do some iLectures before I sleep tonight to kick start my study program