It’s been a very easy week but I don’t expect it to stay that way for long, so I’m enjoying it while I can. This week has been mostly about remembering names and getting to know people, and a few lectures about things like how to find information, what research the department does, how to use the careers service, and what the renewable energy sector looks like at the moment.
My course has about 50 people doing it, and we sit in the same room for all our lectures. The room is short and wide, and has two projectors in it, which is good for being able to see but must be a bit disorientating for the lecturers. I’ve been sitting at the back (like the ‘trouble’ element of the class that I am) and have noticed that there is a microphone above where the lecturer stands and a camera pointed there too. This is presumably a feed for the Distance Learning students, so have been making a mental note to remember this and not stand in front of the camera and scratch my bum or something. Being a lady I’m sure I won’t do that anyway.
I went to the first choir night on Monday and got hopelessly lost in Handel’s Messiah. I’m hoping I’ll start to get the tune after a few practices. It was really really busy, although thinking about it I think the choir at Leeds Uni was the same size. We sang some other tunes as well, can’t remember the names of any of them now. Anyway we’re doing a Christmas concert which I imagine I’ll drag my folks to some time in December. If I manage to learn the tune that is.
Loughborough Uni reminds me a bit of Butlins (I went there once for a festival, so it wasn’t the proper Butlins experience but you got the gist of the place). All the halls are on site and have nice little courtyards between them. It’s full of youngsters running round being sporty and they get ushered around in packs by other youngsters, who are their hall committee presumably. Luckily they know better than to try and involve the postgrads in any of their foam party/coloured tshirts/hanging round in packs nonsense as we are much too mature and refined for that kind of thing ahem ahem.
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When I was a student for the first time, I was in the swimming club. We used to have a song that I can't remember the words to, but implied that we didn't like Loughborough. This was mainly because they took their swimming seriously, whereas we, at a university swimming competition in Weston-super-Mare, were miffed that one of our swimmers got through her heat because it meant we couldn't go to the pub as soon as we'd have liked.
It's a very sporty place, is the gist of that ramble, hence your boisterous sporty youngsters.
You seem to be enjoying it, anyway. Student accommodation has come on a long way, hasn't it? Good luck with the singing - I'm sure you'll learn the tunes. Anyway, the Messiah's easy: just scream out, "HALLELUJAH!" every five minutes!
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