Well today was a good start and yet a rubbish start to uni.

I went into the school office to sort out my module choices for this year. I hadn’t done at the end of last week because I wanted to talk to a few people about what I’m allowed to do. One of the things that came up when discussing me staying on and re-doing the year is they might place restrictions on which modules I could do. I had never managed to find this out so far. So, I went into the school office, picked up the form and then as a side note asked which office Pavle (who is my course head) was. I was told that he has actually died last week.

Now I didn’t know the man that well, but he was the person who helped negotiate with the university for my re-doing the year. I had several length talks with him about what went wrong, what I would do differently etc. He managed to put me at ease over something which had worried me for some time. He gave up a fair bit of time to help me best he could and it would be fair to say that without his help I may not be getting this second chance.

I thanked him many times for his help, but I can’t help feel I didn’t thank him enough. I credit this man with my second chance, he even wrote a letter of recommendation to the course board on my behalf.

This is very saddening news to myself and anyone he worked with him I’m sure. Before today I was planning on going back into university and thanking him again.

Note to self, take opportunities when they present themselves, you never know how long they will be there for.