Sep. 12th, 2013 12:41 am
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I found out yesterday that I would be graduating with first class honours.

It seems noteworthy that this is the first time I have felt more than satisfied with my academic performance. It is also the first time that there was literally no higher award I could get in a particular course of study.

Properly realising that my standards might be a little high has been a bit weird - I've always considered that I've done 'well enough', but never actually 'well'. My high school results were 'well enough' to get in to the course I wanted, I've done 'well enough' in classes/music. Even last week going through some of my old school assignments and test results, I would look at the results and see only the marks that were missing, or the 'Very Good' rather than 'Excellent', which was exactly how I saw them at the time. I was always able to explain away any musical success (scholarships, orchestras, solos and so on) by considering that I was playing an unusual instrument, rather than because I had any skill with it. My family celebrated scholarships as successes, but of course S got hers for year 7, and it was for year 11 that I got mine, which was always a bit painful.

In contrast to my past experiences, though, it was really nice to think "heck yes, I want to celebrate tonight". So we went out for dessert at Koko Black after G had finished teaching. It was tasty, and I was pretty pleased with myself. Hooray!


Jul. 15th, 2011 04:05 pm
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 We came back from Palm Cove on Sunday evening. It was well worth it, I felt good up there. The warmth was nice, I like the area as a place to stay, and we did some things I enjoy. Forgetting to pack my shoes meant a new pair of thongs. "These may be uncomfortable at first, but persevere and they will become your most comfortable thongs ever!", or words to that effect, were on the swing tag. I missed them. They weren't that bad to walk on, after the first try, it was standing still that was a killer. BURNING FIRE was the effect. By the end of the holiday, they weren't that bad in general. I'm not sure I'd buy another pair, though. 
The rayon patchwork-style wrap skirt was a better purchase. I just need some buttoned blouses to wear with it, now. 
Hartley's Croc Adventures... the attack show was excellent. I remember being amazed by pole feeding I'd seen in Darwin, but the attack show was different in that it was lacking a pole. It was impressive they could jump so high from such shallow water. 
Having been given a journal the day or two before we left, I thought I'd spend a lot of time practicing handwriting. It turns out that I kept a 'holiday diary' instead. Mum forced Sarah and I to write 'holiday diaries' up until about year 10. I hated it. I didn't see the point, and I was always behind. This time, I was doing it for myself, pretty sure that no-one else was going to read it, and not feeling compelled to write. It was so much better. 

I didn't feel overly tired, and I didn't feel depressed. I enjoyed cooking prawns and pasta salad, and a take on the shumi wraps I used to make at Martin's. It was good. I read a book - Shit My Dad Says. An easy and short book, but still a book, in about three or four days. 

The Reef was good. Colder than I remembered, and less colourful, with less variety in the coral. There were more fish this time, though, in both variety and number. I like fish, so this was a good thing. The operators this time were the same company, but with different staff. Last time the Maori Wrasse, Wally, was a feature, but he wasn't even mentioned this time. I was disappointed about that, as he was fascinating last year. I didn't get sunburnt this year 

Holidays can be good. 

Now we're sorting out the house. 
We did the garage a couple of days ago, and today the chook proof fence is being put up. 
The bedroom and study are the plan for this weekend, and I've spent bits of today sorting out the kitchen again. 

Well, my Field Notes stationary just arrived!


Jul. 1st, 2011 04:46 pm
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I just handed in my last essay. Only one day late. And this lecturer didn't put in how much we'd have taken off each day, so who knows. 
The last assessment for this semester, anyhow. 

Uni is being difficult with sorting out the placements, or it's the agency. Either way, there's a great big void where a lot of communication should be. I expect I'll get the placement I want, but people aren't talking to each other enough for me to finish organising it just yet. 

It's not been a great semester. I've done four subjects, and I'm definitely proud of that. 
The comments from the most difficult subject have been disheartening, as if she didn't really read what I had written. She suggested that I didn't read the readings properly, and that I wouldn't want to 'know more' if I had - I feel like this isn't a reflection of the work I've done, and that I want to know more because the subject is of interest to me, rather than because I've failed to engage with the readings properly. 

I'm really enjoying writing with real pens and paper at the moment, so I'm excited to be buying a new fountain pen, preferably tomorrow. And there are so many to chose from, it's almost overwhelming. 
I've subscribed to a company which is known for its fountain-pen notebooks, and so will get sent a bunch of them every quarter for the next year. I'm excited! (Oh, and a mammoth box to start me off... )
It's nice that this new obsession of mine doesn't require feeding, and takes up relatively little space. And that it's something I can already do (well, not calligraphy, but I can and do use journals and write). 

Off to my favourite place again tomorrow. I love the Reef. As much as I hate the sun, and heat, and water, it's sufficiently amazing that I just want to watch it forever. And going away where there is minimal mobile reception, and without my computer really does force me to take a break. That was the positive side to my incredible cooked lobster sunburn last year - I got to read, and I wasn't too tired to do so. In fact, I fairly well couldn't do anything else, and so had a chance to both relax, and read. 
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Instead of going to uni today, I...
  • Clipped the wings of our new chooks. (Yep, we have chickens. I am still terribly excited. One pooped on our housemate, who was helping, it was fairly hilarious given she'd just escaped the coop ten minutes previously. 
  • Watched the escaped chook do all the right things in the garden. Avoid the shed, eat the greens, and scratch for bugs.
  • Worked out how to make a waterer using an old 2L bottle with a handle. I can do it with an old soda water bottle too, but the milk plastic is sturdier.
  • Worked out when my assignments are now due - Individuals, electronic 23rd April; Loss, Trauma & Grief, paper, 27th April; JUST REALISED I HAVE ONE DUE THE 20th. Not to worry, that's now due on the 27th. WILL ALL BE FINE. Organisational. Excellent subject nickname, that.
  • Applied for an extension on that one. Which isn't a problem anymore
  • Called Centrelink to report my income.
  • Attempted to figure out how to call Centrelink about my password and voice recognition, but the number was engaged. Failed
  • Spent some time watching the chooks
  • Spent some time with G
  • Had dinner with my father
  • Went to the Great Legal Debate comedy show
  • Moved the chooks so they're on the chicken wire properly
  • Made some cranberry tea
 Doesn't seem like a bad day at all. 


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