Tuesday. Another early start. In the morning it wasn't raining, but it looked cloudy. Normal trip to uni. Lecture was ok. In the break I manically scribbled down what another girl had written. That will help for later. After the lecture I forced myself to go to the arts faculty and find the last module. I went through everything and it all was either irrelevant or clashing with the modules that I've already chosen.
I sat down for a while in a frustrated state and then looked again. During this time a guy came up to me and offered me a leaflet. I took it to read it. It was the South African lottery so I put it in the bin. He asked me to get it, and I was so surprised because I assumed it was unimportant. I told him it was there, at the top of the bin. It was his, and I wasn't going to get it. He then picked it up, swore at me a few times, and walked off. I was confused by it, and wondered if I was in the wrong or not. I can see why people would think I was in the wrong for not getting it for him, but it was his, and by holding something in my hand I am not obliged to own it. I probably wouldn't have put it in the bin if I had realised it was important. He walked past me another time and swore at me again. I could also add that the leaflet thing was not in any way dirty, it was resting on paper right at the top of the bin. I don't know, I havn't worked out who was in the wrong yet. It annoyed me him swearing at me though, it stopped me apologising afterwards.
I looked again through the modules, still a bit rattled, but I found a module that I thought had clashed but didn't. There are 2 lectures, of 3 hours each, which is a bit of a trial. Starts next week on Monday. I was happy that I had found a module and went home.
I didn't have any more lectures that day so I watched a DVD. It was called ho voglia di te, its the sequel to the other Italian film I like. It was a good film, next time i'll watch it with Italian subtitles rather than English. I did washing, various other things. Went to bed
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