A Day in the Life of an Artist
By Jon Hall


0605: Roll call. Back to bed for at least a few hours, it’s still dark outside for Christ’s sake…..

1005: I wake something feels wrong. Panic rises to my chest; have I forgotten something? Class..? No, definitely not.. Surely not Morno’s! Nooooooo… Oh well, nothing to do but go back to sleep until lunch, and try and forget my lapse in judgment.

1130: Try and get up, try and avoid engineers lunch hour, but no… to spend another meal in the presence of complete strangers with whom the merest form of conversation is both a taxing effect and an intellectual nightmare…

1230: After a painful yet filling meal I retire to the balcony for the Herald Sun Quiz and bad coffee. Staring into the sunny sky I wonder what it would be like at ADFA if I was busy…..

1330: Luckily It’s Wednesday and there are no mil periods. I wander back to my division to do nothing. A man stops me and asks for directions to the aeronautical engineering dept. I look at him incredulously and inform him that I don’t know what he’s talking about. After this strange interruption I continue my aimless strolling. I think about RMC and being busy with a mix of displeasure and uncertainty. Too much time to think, that’s the hardest thing about being an artist. Although, some of my fellow undergraduates seem to have the enviable skilled switching off entirely, staring at the wall in their room for hours in blissful limbo.

1530: I realize the afternoon is the busiest time of my day. I still have siesta mind you, but there is normally the issue of a class of two in the arvo somewhere. I always wonder why those cadets who I’ve never seen before carry those bags full of stuff, unlike myself who goes to class with pen and paper. Apparently they have more than one class in a row. Shockingly, they sometimes have several, I am told. Still, I’ll have to see what’s in those bags one day. Certainly isn’t personality….

1610: I settled into my chair in Astronomy. In this lecture, we’ll be watching a movie! Our reminisce over an amusing story I heard last exam period, the gist of it being several engineers managed to fail significantly more subjects and I had even attempted. Some witty engineer once attempted to taunt me with the observation that his degree was worth something as opposed to mine. After informing him that I already had a job for at least the next ten years, I explained (slowly) how the joke was on him, as his degree could only get him a job as an engineer, hardly an enviable position indeed!



-- I wonder if there's any more to this article? Thats all Jon sent me...