Some conversation, no contemplation

Went in to uni yesterday to speak to prospective supervisor, since he is finally back in the country. Seems he went somewhere and would be back later so i waited 3 and a half hours and gave up and went home. About to go back in again today to see him.

Really quite scared about doing this PhD. I really don't know if I'll be able to motivate myself to do it. So far everything in my life has been cruise along into the next logical step. Sometimes it really amazes me how things turn out though. I nearly dropped out of school at the end of year 10 after passing three subjects in second semester with pretty crudalicious marks. I was also torn between law and joining an acting school and slowly over VCE I decided I was going to be a programmer. By some corny twist of fate (so-to-speak), the next logical course of action is to complete a PhD in mathematical physics. Who would have thought. Also really amazes me who we end up friends with and why.