So. Back to uni it is.
Monday morning 9am start. IE project. Got all the details for that, which was all fun and games, but i really felt like the black sheep, i’m one of the few members that has very strong programming skills, and i know virtually nobody, and the rest of the class has groups pre-prepared. I think i’ll just change tutes and get together with Benny and Neale, and find us some decent analysis/design people. Found out that with the load the IE project gives, i’ve got a roughly 56+ hour week as far as workload is concerned. Thats going to freakin *KILL* me.
Other than that, there was pleanty of hustle and bustle, with all the attractions on the common, including scantily clad nubile 18 year old 1st years. Was pleanty of eye candy to be had. Us final year students sat back with years of bitterness behind us and lamented the time when we were so naive and carefree.
Finally paid a few bills off too, and tomorrow, i should be pretty debt-free, for when my car repairs come in *groan*. Not going to be a happy chappy when i get the bad news there.
Tired, i’ve eaten so much today, and im still HUNGRY. Whats up with that.
Oh, and did i mention i hated 9am starts?