I have started a blog specifically for my Social Work course [
Becoming a Social Worker]. It was suggested that we have a journal for part of the course to help us think through things more so than being assessed so that is what I'm doing. I thought I would start it earlier to document the whole journey instead of later when I'm 1/4 of the way through. It makes more sense to me anyway.
I have always loved writing journals. I'm glad I'm getting back into it again. I have been at Live Journal for ages, 6 years I think, and have always had little breaks when I got slack regarding writing every day. I've really liked blogging here on Blogspot. The layouts are nice and I like the following system too. It's nice having a few blogs here without having to have different accounts.
I think I might talk about sky diving now. It was great! I was scared but not as much as I was when bungy jumping in New Zealand. I think that was scarier because I had to jump by myself and it was a very solo experience where sky diving wasn't solo at all. Yorick and I went up in the plane, a tiny plane, where we squished into the back with our two instructors/jump-partners. We got to around 10,000 feet and they strapped us to their backs then prepared for the dive. Yorick and instructor Heath went first, then I followed with instructor Lex. I found Lex hard to understand some of the time because of his accent. Before diving the took us through the procedure again as we had in the big group of 13 of us on the ground, but to be sure we knew it Lex told me exactly how it would happen and exactly what I had to do. Once it was our turn, 10 seconds after Yorick and Heath went, Lex and I went. I put my 2 feat onto the tiny platform thing, crossed my arms like a mummy, put my head back onto his shoulder, then Lex propelled us out of the plane and we were a tumbling. After we stopped tumbling I was allowed to put my hands out and then the parachute went up and we were gliding at a slower pace. It was great seeing all of Hobart and its surroundings from such a high position. I could see so far. It felt a little weird in the harness, like being in one of those baby jumpers, but I got used to it. The landing was a bit strange and Lex and I ended up on our right sides and once we hit the ground we were dragged back a little due to the open parachute and the wind. No one else got to go because of the wind, then there being too many clouds. Hopefully they will get to go next Friday depending on the weather again! Yorick and I are going to get the t-shirts. Ooh I loved the pants they put us in. I super want some. Walking to the plane in them and the harness made me feel like one of those guys walking to a plane or helicopter on the tarmac ready to go off and fight something! Empowering. It was very fun and we both want to go again. It will be cheaper for the next month because we've joined the club so we will probably go again. I think I'll enjoy it more the second time too. I looked shocked the whole time I believe. I felt shocked anyway. Once the plane door opened and we were getting ready to exit the plane I looked at how far away from the ground we were and got a bit scared. I was fine though and there wasn't much to be scared about. Bring on round two!
I'm very over work at the moment. All except today [Thursday, Friday and Saturday] I have been happy and not getting angry at the customers [not to their face but on the inside and sometimes not having a happy face on to see them] but today I was getting a bit annoyed, especially at Alison, the owner, who keeps telling me to do what I've already done. Grr. I won't have to go back until Thursday next week, then again on Saturday and Sunday. From the week after onwards I'm getting rid of my Sunday shift to make sure I'm prepared for Uni. Next week I'm not doing my usual Friday shift because of sky diving take two. Hopefully we get to do it!
I don't like this heat. I'm no good in heat. I over-heat. I don't like that. That's why I'm stressing [not a heap] over what to wear for Uni. I don't like to wear skirts without my stockings and I don't get a hot in those as some might think. It's more the fact that I forget to wear shoes other than my uggs which is what contributes to my overheating. They're just so comfy and my regular shoes that I forget about what the weather might do. I bought a new top this afternoon at Big W that I want to wear. It's a tan coloured vest. I love vests. I will wear it over a black t-shirt and maybe I'll wear a skirt and my stockings with my cons or volleys. I'll figure something out. For now, however, I might go watch some One Tree Hill before doing some homework.