Fuck me. So you know how people say “Blah blah fucking blah” in regards to anything you mention in your day to day life? Well disregard that, because I’m about to talk some serious shit about fuck all, and then again, maybe it is something. I’ve never been an organised or decisive person, if you ask me when I wake up “What do you want for breakfast?” I’ll probably say Fuck me, I’ve just woken up. What the fuck, stupid ass, shit question is that? I don’t even know what I want to be when I grow up, let alone what to fucking eat for breakfast. I’ve never been fond of making plans due to my nature of “Winging it” and the end result usually being a raving success by my standards, meaning no one died or got arrested. But now, now I actively have to manage my time and plan my studies around a schedule. I’m not complaining because now that I’ve got a firm system to adhere to, I can see where my free time is and how to best utilise it. Right now, I’ve finished my study, done the first draft on an assignment due in 2 weeks, read the material for tomorrow and have my stuff ready to go as soon as I wake up. Needless to say that while I’m slowly getting into the groove of developing a professional manner of an academic standard, I’m also picking it up quickly and mindlessly applying these new skills into my day to day life.
Remember at the start how I said that stuff about those things? Makes sense now doesn’t it? No? Let me explain.
Now that that’s cleared up, I want to keep dribbling. I’ve decided to document each stage of every assessment and use them in my blogs after the semester is up (so I don’t inadvertently hurt my marks, due to the material I hand in already being on the web, because the academics will cross reference your assignments through a database and if they find you stealing other people’s shit, that’s a serious offence in both the eyes of the University and her academic associates, and the eyes of the law.), and try to show my process and how it all goes together in the end. I don’t mind if others want to use this as a learning material themselves or as a guide, it’s why I’m going to do it. I also wanted to say the environment. Fucking wow.
Remember in school when they forced you to study absolute bullshit you had no interest in? Things like manners and general decency? Maybe you should have taken those lessons.
The environment in a tertiary institution is far more appealing than secondary, primary or even vocational studies. Fuck tafe with the collectibe mentality of a Down With the Syndrom infant, you dreamless slags and brainless dickheads can fix hair and tinker with your mechanical toys, I’m going to educate myself in something better. Something that will span cultures and nations. I’m going to be the greatest narcissistic writer to ever offend your delicate senses and morals. I’m astute, and if you dont know what that is, you’ll never be on my level. Farm out. Fuckers xoxo.