If I write about all that’s been going this week this post would be rather long winded so I’ll see if I can get off my butt and write a couple more posts over the weekend rather than expect you to read screeds tonight, it is Friday after all!
As it is I’ll just cover the BA (as in Bachelor of Arts, not Bugger All) as it seems to be the most noteworthy part of this week.
I still can’t quite believe that it’s been on the agenda, let alone that I’ve completed the paper work for it… The chain of events goes something like this…
Sunday: PIA, at lunch, suggests I should do the BA. Actually, she really hadn’t planned on bringing it up at all but went there anyway.
PIA in addition to being a friend is actually the person ‘assigned’ with my pastoral care in this here faith community. This usually means we have coffee or lunch occasionally and she reads my blog. If things got out of hand in my world she’d be the first to know about it because, as we all know, I post my whole world on this thing… Anyway, the point is when she makes a suggestion, as my pastor (type person thingy) I listen. [As an aside, this whole process induced her to delurk it must be really serious…)
Sunday Night, I go to work and download the application forms off the web and start filling them in. Am I insane???
Monday: I talk to you about it and weigh up your responses
Tuesday: I chat to Crabman and the Captain who say, respectively, “you will eat it up for breakfast”, and “you are such a valuable member of our team that we will move heaven and earth to make it work for you, so go for it”. What a flipping legend.
Wednesday: Hanging out at a staff function I get into a conversation about all this stuff and everyone goes, you should totally do it, and I find out some of the crew will be there so I’ll know people!!! Hurrah!! Next step is to call the Old Folks my best mate Piri to see what they think… They all think it totally rocks.
I also lie awake in bed at night and dream about writing assignments, about buying a desk and trying to fit it in my room and about new stationery, (possibly the best part of all)…
Thursday: I make an appointment to see the Dean of Students.
Friday: Meet with the Dean of Students, go over the timetable, opting to take the course on part time over 2 years and discuss getting Fee Help from the Australian Government.
Herein lies the spanner, I am not yet an Australian Citizen, and while I met with the Immigration chick today and can confirm that it’s all going ahead, it isn’t till I take that pledge that I’ll become an official Kozzie (Kiwi/Aussie). This could be tricky, so please pray that the confirmation letter I receive from Immi will actually be enough to convince Moneybags of my worthiness to partake of their largesse…
Basically, the whole crux of the post is, yes Blogosphere, I am going to be an ungraduate in 2006*! Hurrah!! Student rates at the movies!!!
*and 2007, which will make the Captain very happy… it means I ain’t going anywhere for another 2 years…
Woohoo! Big ups to you, girl!
I seem to recall a conversation not quite a year ago, that went along the lines of “I think I might move home to NZ…” hmmm – the best laid plans of mice and men – I am sooooo glad that you didn’t go anywhere!