Tradition
Thus does my second year at University begin in the same way as the first - with me running around the campus trying to find my maths class. I got in ten minutes early and thought that if it wasn't in the same place as last year, I'd have time to go to the IT Suites and find out where it is...but of course, the IT Suites don't open until nine, when the lecture was supposed to be. So we (I was with a friend) thought we'd try the library instead, which also didn't open until nine, then we checked the Harris building where someone had told me there might be a maths class. Wandered around the Harris building and bumped into the lecture, with a nice man standing outside who asked us if we were looking for second year maths. Yes! We went inside.

Of course, when he said second year maths he meant second year engineering maths, so we left that class quickly. Since it was now just after nine, and the IT Suites would be open, that was our next stop. After spending five minutes or so looking around Blackboard, we found reference to a room called G5 - great, it's in the same building as we are! Run off to G5. No one was there.

Last resort, we think, is to go to the maths building. So we wander off up Perth Road to the maths building, and talk to the nice maths secretary who is a woman named Laura, who told us we were supposed to be in G8. Yes, that does happen to be two doors down from G5. To make matters worse, we had also investigated G6 and G7. But not G8, noooo.

Back to the Tower Building, and into G8 - only half an hour late. But they were only revising stuff anyway.