I've just completed my VTAC application. I remember when I did it the first time, during year 12. It was built up to be something so important, the whole month was filled with stress, meetings with the careers counsellor, discussing with my parents. Now, almost 5 years later, it's become all but a chore?
Dad had to make things difficult, as normal, by specifying that he "wanted to have a talk to me" about my preferences. Since when did he have any care about what I did? What makes him want to start now? Why is it so important to HIM that I go to university?
Yes Dad - i'm applying today. Yes Dad - i've considered all the courses. Yes Dad - i'm sure of what i want to do. He already has my sister at uni doing Behavioural Neuroscience, cant he be happy with that?
And my sister - making things difficult as normal. Requiring me to bring back her VTAC guide ( in which she didnt need anymore ) by 5pm, and with the time it takes to drive to Ringwood et al, giving me a window of a couple of hours to read through it, and chose what I put for my preferences? Great. Gotta love rush jobs.
I'm really putting all of my eggs in one basket with this application. I've got fairly decent grades for the first year of the Diploma i'm currently studying, i'm hoping that with my ENTER that i gained in year 12 will be enough to get me in. I dont really care about the credit transfer - it'd be nice to have all of the stuff i've done previously recognised, but as long as i get in, i'm fine.</lj-cut>
I'm not sure what i'll do if i dont get in. I'm fairly sure i'll be missing out a few modules to get my entire diploma, i could go back to do them, i suppose. I could also go back to full time work, i've had a taste of it already, but is that what i want to go back to? I'm a different person when i work so hard. Life wizzes past me and i become dull and somewhat uncaring.
I remember not being worried about whether i got into uni or not with my first application. What's changed so much to scare me now?