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I managed to hand my essay in although I did have thoughts of turning up in class and pretending I never knew anything about it. What? An essay? First I’ve heard about it. Next Wednesday I may receive the essay I wrote marked with, “This is crap” in red. I am ready. I am prepared. I will not cry in front of the class. I will cry in the car on the way home instead. 
In return we got a lot of homework, most of which I haven’t done yet. I thought my homework pracrastinating abilities were left far behind at high school. But no, they were hiding, ready to start up again as soon as the word “homework” was said.
I have to do a research report on what I would be doing as a career once I have finished my degree. I don’t even know. I haven’t thought about it much, probably because I HAVEN’T EVEN BEEN ACCEPTED INTO A UNIVERSITY COURSE YET. So is thinking about a career when I haven’t really studied or known what I have wanted to do since Year 1 (when I wanted to be a teacher) a bit premature? I guess, though, that they (the lecturers/tutors) want us to learn how to research and all that. Which would be fine if I knew what I wanted to do as a career. I want to study Psychology. I like to talk to people about autism. So can I combine the two? Hope so. Western Australia needs some more autism awareness.
As part of the careers report, I have to do a three minute oral presentation. In front of the class. I am ok with standing up and talking in front of people. Just not having them laugh at me while I talk. That is what happened in school. Grrr.
In other news: There isn’t any other news. Haha. I amuse me.
Filed by renaeden at September 21st, 2008 under Random/Daily Stuff.