a second day

holy crap! the girl i danced with and whose photo i have up on my wall? i've just had a name put to the face - she's dating a friend of mine. finally i know who to give a copy to! ^_^

otherwise, i gotta be up in less than six hours to Get Shit Done and i'm at breaking point.

---scrapper and i were talking on the weekend about someone he knows who claimed to have served with me in my original post, but his name didn't ring a bell. or it did, but a very faint one. a day later he requested facebook friendship, and when i saw his face everything clicked.

this morning i ran into him on my way to our building... he's studying across the road :P
he offered to pass through my cv to a friend of his - every pass counts!

i arrived to register for my other two courses and was sent downstairs to the dismay of the two secretaries downstairs. once we'd agreed that we were all confused i returned upstairs but had to wait what seemed an age for our secretary to get off the phone... she hadn't recognized me the first time. registration took a few seconds and i received an apology.

i had enough time to make appointments to see the ophthalmologist and dermatologist, pick up backpacks from the student union and say hi to wr before finding my class. while we waited for it to begin we learned about connecting to campus wifi. decidedly useful, but potentially disastrous.

the first class was alright - we were asked to introduce ourselves at random and i was a bit nervous that we'd get to me; i'm almost exactly what the lecturer was looking for to use as an example. we read from the bible, i shared an opinion on how to read chaucer (with a scottish accent it all makes sense!) and i met a fellow student in a similar situation.

from there i launched myself to work, to spend an almost exact hour having lunch and familiarizing myself with and documenting our new bug tracker. i managed to get back *just* in time for my seminar.

*ahem*
as the only male in the class, i felt a bit awkward. scrapper was waxing lyrical about how good the biology girls look, but they sit across from us and they don't have a patch on ours... that's neither here nor there, though. the biggest differentiator is that i'm not an english major. not yet, at least. and there i was, volunteering to read after one of the girls made a hash of the first reading.

you know, i was far too aware of the fact that i read that piece too well. so aware was i that i became embarrassed - i wasn't intending to show anyone up - and as i don't speak well in front of others my breath started catching, and suddenly i wasn't reading so nicely any more.

i almost hope i don't get asked again, but i do kinda want to get used to it :P

the cute blonde girl next to me kept staring at my feet. i really wanted to know what she was thinking.

i was totally unsure of myself after that class, and milled about randomly for a bit. i eventually settled on coffee and sat down to look up required reading on my netbook when a really good looking girl stopped and asked me how my week was getting along. i looked up at her, and had no clue who she was. i stared a bit, apologized, and explained that i could grasp no context wherein we'd met...

... so it turns out she was with me when i registered on thursday.
"thursday? that seems such a long time ago..."

all of us in the next class (the one i was particularly excited about) were a bit confused to find our room a tad small for forty students. we were literally crammed in in awkward angles and it's a good thing our professor has a sense of humour. actually, most of the class does - i've made a couple of new friends today :)

---i had a long and educational chat with my mum on the bus to work; in particular, my uncle's not doing so well in his battle with prostate cancer and it upsets me that he's so uncomfortable.

---i spent an hour or so at work Making a Difference - i was given a menial task to perform and i did *just* enough of it to be able to pass it along to one of the managers and get him to fill in the blanks. then i went to visit pg, meeting her sister and brother-in-law. we didn't have much time together before i had to return to receive nystire and the printer (yay! printer for studies!), and the two of us went to bleecker for dinner (good diner) where tahoma joined us.

as usual, this has taken a lot longer than it should have :P

---one thing i've learned in india is to smile at people when i catch them looking at me. this works really well in israel, too!

---right - beer's done, teeth will be brushed and crashing will be performed.