rackers’ tips to survive uni

i have an assignment due monday 5:30pm.imagine the scenario. it is saturday night, 8:38pm. 

i have work tomorrow, 9-3. counter in the befores and afters of getting ready/travelling to and from work. essentially no morning time, so it gives me tomorrow night.

i have work monday, 7:30-3, and then nannying, 4pm until usually about 6:30-7pm. i will have to submit this assignment tomorrow night because i won’t have time to submit it on monday.

do you know how much i have written on this 1500 word essay? about 200 shitty words. and instead i’m writing this. so here it is,

rackers’ tips to survive uni

(the worst student there probably ever was)

1. don’t skip class
i totally accept the days you feel so shit you can’t get out of bed, or when you have things that are actually more important, ie. work – but don’t make it a regular occurance. it honestly hinders your learning, makes you a lot less motivated, and fucks you up when it comes to assessment (helloooo look at me right now).

2. don’t leave assessment to the last minute

you know what’s 10/10 the dumbest thing i’ve ever done? haha. jokes. not telling anyone that. ever. BUT, up there with my 16 year old self antics, is leaving assignments worth 50 and 60% of my grade to the very last day. literally. the last day. i failed my very first unit last year because i left a 3,000 word case study until about two days before… submitted it with 3 minutes to go, and thought to myself ‘well if i just pass this assessment, i will at least just pass the unit’. alas, i did a terrible fucking job on that assignment, so much so that she was like ‘yo did u even turn up to class’ and i was like haha fuckin naaaah mate. srs. just don’t do it

3. be nice to everyone (especially the smarties)

i first started uni being like ‘holy shit i hope i don’t have to talk to anyone’. i have made some great friends from uni. some i don’t actually really talk to anymore haha but that’s okay, they were still a great time when i was bored and actually made it to uni for the day. and they can also help you with assessments! cause they love you just as much if you help them! all the help!

4. pack your own lunch mate

oh my god. i shudder at the thought of how much money UC has grappled from me. from all the coffee, water, magazines, extra books and pens (i luv stationary), textbooks and fucking fooooood. rosie’s chicken has gotten a lot of business from me over the past three years, and mate i’ll tell ya it’s not actually that good. not as good as a homemade meal. there is a reason they have microwaves all throughout the uni! for the prepared people! and it’s about 5 times healthier for you.

5. don’t eat noisy food around people, especially in the library

this is maybe a bit of a personal opinion, but the amount of times people have eaten crunchy foods in the library while i’m sitting right there, literally doing the most calming breathing techniques that i can so i don’t punch them in the face, it’s outta control. the amount of times i’ve messaged my sister having a whinge about these people is probably also a bit out of control (sorry monique). just the other day, i was trying to focus on writing an assignment (haha. reading #girlboss. just as important), and this girl near me was eating soup. easy. nice, clean food that makes no sound. SHE WAS BITING HER SPOON?? no need for that! and then she left, another girl came and sat even closer to me, with noodles – another quiet food – and she was SLURPING! it also felt like it went on forever. moral of the story – either eat your food in an isolated area, or learn some manners. (like i should, after bitching on the internet)

that’s all i can think of for now. there’s probably more. but hey, i’m still at uni, and i’ve passed all but one units within my three years – so i’m doing something right.

until next time lovers. peace


lil bit bout ya gal

le name’s rackers, 21 years of age, studying a bachelor of primary education at the wonderful uni of canberra, in which i probably will be a 27 year old graduate. also have lil side bitch, certificate four in professional writing and editing – as you can see, excelling in this with my incredible grammar (capital letters are for adults) (i’m only 21). so this is why i’m here. for the experience, to get my word out there, for a lol.

i am an avid self-lover and a serial dater. i had a friend say ‘we could make a christmas cake outta you, you go on that many dates’. i hardly ever make it past the first date though so i’m not exactly skilled in the dating area, also never make it far enough to get someone to tickle me – mostly because i’m picky as fuck but hey that’s for another day.

i’m very much pro-selfie, as anyone who follows me on insta (@rackoool) knows. i celebrate my body. i celebrate my incredible taste in underwear. i don’t believe in the bikini vs underwear debate. but hey, also for another day.

i am incredibly in love with this life. i am obsessed with doges. i have probably a stupidly contagious laugh but, in saying that, i am an emotional wreck. pretty much everyone i know has seen me cry at least once. more than likely under the influence of alcohol.

i have 3 more months left in this wonderful, ridiculously small city that is canberra, and then i’m on to bigger and better things (men). so here’s to you reading my satirical, ridiculous life – following my love life, my friends life, my occasional down day, and probably just the dumb shit i do, and hopefully you can learn from my mistakes.

in saying that, continue to make ya own mistakes. don’t take my word for it.

until next time lovers. peace