My lectures for the day are over now, and next on my agenda is the scheduled tour of the library I mentioned in my last post. I'm rather excited to see just how big it is, and to find out about all the resources available to me.
Despite the rather poor start to the day, (as in, being late for my first lecture), I reckon I've bounced back quite well! I've got loads of notes from my lectures which I need to type up, plus a clear plan of what extra-curricular work I need to do. Gotta love having a page-per-day diary; there's plenty of space for to-do lists!
What worries me is Philosophy. I missed my first timetabled lecture, and in the second, the lecturer never turned up. The room number for my next Philosophy 'lecture' is actually a seminar room, but it's put down on my timetable as a lecture. What the hell is going on? Is my timetable messed up or something? If it is a tutorial as I'm suspecting, I'll be going into it totally blind.
En route to the McClay Library, I couldn't help but notice a deep green oasis to its right; the Botanic Gardens. This would be quite a nice place to study, I reckon, during the summer months. I haven't taken the chance to explore that area yet but it could be well worth looking at.
Another worry of mine is the social and extra-curricular side of things. Because of where I live, there are so many events I simply can't get to because then I'd miss the last bus and I'd be stranded in Belfast. I need to get hold of a train timetable to see if they run any later, because there's so much I'd like to do. Writers' groups, pub quizzes, talks, the 'Poetry and Pints' meetings at the Bookfinders' Café... This is why living in Belfast itself would be a good idea. Plus if Jason were to come over, we could have more time to ourselves and it would be easier for him to get to and from the docks or airport, whichever he decides to come in by.
Five minutes to go until this tour begins and more people are drifting into the room. I think I'll cut this entry off here and shut down my laptop - I don't want to be faffing around when the tour's meant to begin!