Hi. I'm Nicoline Elizabeth Taljaard. My friends call me Zabby, but I'm pretty sure most of my lecturers just know me as 17121884. Most of campus knows me as the girl with red hair and green scooter, but that's mostly because of my driving.
I'm new around here. Not to Stellies, I've been here since first year and grew up on ocean's side of the hill. I meant this whole blogging thing. We have to do it as part of one of our modules (I seriously did not see that one coming). I've always wanted to be one of those sophisticated sounding people who, very nonchalantly, mention that they write a blog in casual conversation. Then again, any old Snap, Crackle and Pop could write a blog these days. All you need is internet access.
(Super subtle topic change). Since this blog is called confessions, I suppose I may declare:
I am UNBELIEVABLY nervous about this year and what it would hold! (Insert facepalm here).
Moving departments feels like moving to a new town! Total opposite side of campus! New lecturers I'm not sure how to address, new faces to try and remember, new buildings to get lost in... not to mention that I only had one theory subject last year and now have to recondition myself to 13. That's right, thirteen! All of them year modules. And to top it all off, they make us write a test on the very first day, telling us to write 70 words for 50 marks. HOW?! Where I come from, you have to write at least a page per 10 possible marks. But, that's postgrad. for you. Playtime is over. I suppose I will just have keep my chin up, shove my flower crown onto my head and to get used to it. Keep praying, keep smiling and take it one day at a time.
Breathe in... Breathe out...Repeat if required...
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