Getting into the routine

Dear Diary,

Waking up Sunday morning was hard, my body ached and my eyes felt dry. I decided that going to church was the only thing that would make me feel better so I pulled myself of the bed and into the shared showers. No one was up and the halls were eerily quite as I left with a Collins Street Atlas.

I walk down the streets to the nearest street on the map that had a church street hoping it was a Roman Catholic Church. But it was closed, as in under construction, boarded up and blocked off. I sighed and started turning pages to see where the next church would be but saw none. I contemplated going back to halls, but there was nothing there for me, so I pressed on. As I continued walking, it started drizzling and being in a blue mood I welcomed the fact that nature seemed to share my depression. I often love walking in thr rain when sad, as I dream it is a manifestation of my own tears. It lifts my mood and I slowly start smiling as I realise this feeling like the rain will soon pass. I walk out to the high street and head towards Archway. The first church I reach is Anglican, and I ask one of the parishioners walking in if there is a Catholic Church nearby. She directs me further up the road. As I walk in, I realise it is the ending of Mass and the next one is in an hour and half. I am glad because the quiet time praying and listening will lift my dark mood. I stay on for Mass and once it is over I feel better and inspired and not alone anymore. The main passage is I can do everything through him who gives me strength. - Philippians 4:13. It reminds me of God’s presence in my life, his providence, and guidance. I return home via bus ready for the day and my first week at university, with new friends and challenges. The rest of my Sunday is like any other quiet and filled with good food.

Monday, is similarly a quiet day as luckily I have Mondays and Tuesdays off university so I just head in to apply for jobs online and check out the guys on campus. I head back home late on both days. On Tuesday night, Del poops over to tell me about a party at the same club on Wednesday night. I am up for it, I mean what else am I going to do. Wednesday is my first class it’s an early start – it’s Introduction to Financial Instruments it's pretty interesting and most of the things the professor is talking about I know from working at the bank so it is pretty easy to follow. And then he gives us chapters to read before class like three chapters! Since it’s the first week we have no seminar so I head over to the other campus for my next class. I have a two hour wait, so I decide to check out the library and these chapters I have to read. Yes, I know it’s nerdy but there is nothing else I could do. Although there are many people around I don’t know any of them. I sit with the book and take notes as I read and quite soon my alarm goes off for my next class. This class seems even easier than the last, it Academics Skills for Financial Services – it’s basically teaching us to write professionally, research methods, and referencing skills. When I left university, it was late about 6pm and dark – long day I am thinking and although the work was not especially hard I am feeling slightly worn. I perk up cause I am heading out to the bar tonight and a good drink and dancing to some music will set me right. This time I am better prepared I put on a nice top, tight jeans and some make up. Not too much to make it seem like its a big deal, but enough that I look cute. Just like the previous time as I enter Del’s room the picture taking starts and I feel a little better posing for them. Big smile, hands on hips and hugging my new girlfriends. The night is good, I see Ny but just nod as tonite is girls’ night. I have no thoughts as tomorrow class is at 12pm for only one hour! So the night is young, I don’t have to worry about classes in the morning and I wanna have some innocent fun.

Although I have slept in late, I feel a little druggy as I head for class. It’s just about to start and I take a sit close to the front against the wall. I see some of the girls from my first days at uni I smile, and wave. My lecturer is very boring and she talks in a monotone voice for the entire class. It reminds me of that boring teacher from Ferris Bueller’s Day Off and sure enough, I fall asleep during the class. I jerk up and see one of the girls, the Chinese one looking at me and smiling I think shit! I hope I wasn’t snoring, but when I look at the teacher she seems none the wiser. After class the Chinese girl comes over and says ‘She majorly boring’ ‘Oh yes I say I couldn’t help but fall asleep.’ She laughs ‘Yeah I noticed’ as I looked worried she read my thoughts and said ‘ Don’t worry you were not snoring .........or dribbling’. ‘Ha Ha, you were so far how would you know.’ 'Next time sit close to me I’ll nudge when you drop off and you could do the same for me’ she says. We both laugh and promise to do just that. I ask her name, its Elana. We both head out of uni both homeward bound me to sleep, and she to – hummmm I did not ask. Next time I think as I get on the underground back home.

Well I am off for now....... tomorrow is another full day from early morning till late in the afternoon full of classes! So tonight I need a full night sleep, plus I need to make up for the lack of sleep I had from Wednesday. Chat soon.x