Got to uni early so i could run around and do the last minute requirements. Once id finished that i headed to my first class.
12.30pm and I'm sitting in my lecture,i was acting a little cocky in my head, i hadn't even needed to get my map out, i was on top of this, i had it going on.
Started reading through hand outs-UM THIS IS HEALTH SCIENCE!!!
Make a mad dash out of there and into another lecture room so i could cool down,collect my thoughts and sort myself out.
I had no idea where i was to go so, i gave up.
Day one and i gave up,i went and sat in my car and cried just a little.
Day one.
While i was sitting there feeling sorry for myself (and sweating half to death) i thought to myself- this isn't going to be the hardest thing you will do here, you'll be wishing some day that this was as hard as it got.
So i got out of my mobile oven, got my map out and started
Found my theatre,walked in with everyone looking at me-Oh gosh!
Had to sit next to this poor girl, i was sweating, probably smelt a bit and rummaged through my bag for a couple of minutes.
She was nice though, she offered me some print outs that she double up on and told me she was just as nervous when she got there.
Well I was kind of hoping that day one was going to be a little better but heh, what did i expect, stuff like this happens to me all the time, its what i do with it that matters right?
Tomorrow is a new day......Tomorrow is a new day.......Tomorrow is a new day.......
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