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Thursday, September 30th, 2004 at 9:37 pmFirstly, I did watch Shaun of the Dead last night and it exceeded my every expectation. Groovy. Moving on to today…
Breakfast consisted of two Rich Tea biscuits and a single sip of water. Once ready for action, I left home and made my merry way to the bus stop.
After a short while, a fairly empty bus came along. Boarding the bus, I placed the extortionate £1.00 fare on the male driver’s counter, addressing him as “darling” before seating. Yes, that’s one WHOLE Great British Pound to get the bus. That said, I do get some satisfaction out of travelling pretty much the full length of the route. It’s almost as if I’ve got my money’s worth, sort of thing.
The journey started. Then stopped. Then started. Then stopped. Well, I was on a bus - what more can you expect? Anyhow, when I finally arrived at Racodac, I was an hour early. Arriving early for both my interview in March, and enrolment last week, I knew exactly what to do: Sit in the canteen area and pretend it’s the Sixth Form Common Room at RWS, only without people I know.
I ended up conversing with two mega-friendly male members of the cleaning staff, and the equally friendly lady operating the till. Being my first proper day, I was naturally a wee bit nervy. But this conversation completely relaxed me, as I was laughing throughout.
At 9:56 AM, once I’d finally found the Graphics Studio and had seated, a Brian Cox look-alike gave us all a run down of the Racodac basics. Now, I have no problems committing myself to anything. But when he stated that we could come and go as we saw fit, I was dead chuffed.
When his hour long talk had finished, we were allowed a twenty minute break. I remained seated, as did a chap behind me, and two girlies that sat directly facing me. Everyone else left the studio - or they were simply hiding underneath the tables and I failed to spot them.
The two girlies knew each other so casually chatted of things that were likely to be girlie. After a few moments of awkward silence, myself and the chap followed their example and started mumbling to each other.
It’s at this point I realised that the chap, Ian J, is the spitting image of actor Elya Baskin. Before everyone else had shuffled back in, all four of us (the other two being Laura ¿ and Laura ¿) were talking and chuckling together.
Then there were more talks, all of which were conducted by seemingly friendly members of staff. Once they were over and documents distributed, we had two hours to kill before the next introduction session with the actual course leader(s).
Back in the canteen, this time with Ian, I sat waiting for the final talk. I impressively refrained from mentioning Red Dwarf for a fair while. But as it turns out, he’s a fan too - and similarly likes Bottom, The League of Gentlemen, science fiction, and various other things that I enjoy. What a geek.
In the final introduction session, we were handed timetables. These timetables contradict what the Brian Cox look-alike stated previously, as I have something scheduled for every day of the week. Hmmm… I’ll have to look into that one.
We were also shown show-reels and examples of previous students’ work, all of which was stunning, before finally leaving for home at 3:10 PM. This time, I knew where to get the bus home.
Rather excellently, Paul B. got on the bus at one point and stood *right* in front of where I was sitting. For a good five minutes I called his name and flapped my arms about trying to get his attention through the dividing pane of glass. But although he looked straight at me on THREE occasions, I don’t believe he realised that it was in fact yours truly. The twat.
When I got home, my housemates were already there. And what an odd bunch they are! I’m living with a moody old goit, an Oompa-Loompa, a bone idle whinger, and an over-active bone idle whinger. Strange.
