It is finally over! ~*

Good evening friend’s! How have ya been? I feel like it has been so long since I published my last post that I was not really sure how I would start this one but I’m gonna give it my best shot! So without further delay, I shall fulfil my promise made to y’all that I would publish a post on this very day, way back in March! Let’s begin.

Four years ago, a very shy and reserved individual began a journey that would take her on a whirlwind ride of emotions and knowledge that she could not even begin to appreciate. This individual was non other than myself! The first day of moving into my own room in Beech Court, on campus, was the most riveting and terrifying day of my life! I was excited because of the instant freedom and partial independence I gained from the feeling of leaving home and gaining new flatmates who probably felt the same. I was terrified though, for the moment that my parents – the very people I had depended upon for most of my life – had gone, from that moment I was alone. I had to make decisions based on my own intuition and well, as most people will tell you including my parents, I am a true nutter and should not be let out most of the time!

Anyways! the first day led to much confusion and deliberating about what possessed me to think that it would be a good idea to go to uni. First year was truly a roller coaster! from trying to figure out what the heck was going on all the time to finding friends as crazy and as clueless as I was and in the midst of all that, getting freshers flu for the first month; with the added joy of conjunctivitis! It was just a delight! I did manage to gain a small circle of friends though, most of which have continued to put up with my craziness to this very day!

Second year was something else! By this point, I kind of had a rough idea of what uni was about… I think! Sure, I would still go to lectures/seminars and come out of them thinking ‘I have no idea  what I’m doing’ but for the most part, I understood most of what was being learned. This was also the year that I had a pretty decent social life! My flatmates took me under their wing and I finally got a chance to experience what has been referred to as the “student life.” Juggling part-time work for the first time during term-time as well as having a social life brought with it, its own challenges and second year ended up not being the best for grades. I was however, a very stubborn and determined person so I vowed to not let uni defeat me and charged my way into third year with a new state of mind and a new set of flatmates!

**Que the flashback**

In between 2nd and 3rd year, I was lucky enough to get a place in Americamp where I was accepted into a summer camp where I experienced what it was like to teach and be a bunk mum to 2nd/3rd graders for two and a bit months before travelling independently for a while. The whole experience was enlightening and I truly felt like I learned so much about what I could do and what I could take away from my experience. 

Third year. This year was the one where I had met my second family. John Forty’s may not be the best accommodation but the students who stay there are some of the greatest folk I had met since starting this journey. I stayed there in 2nd year and had a generally good time but third year was just perfect! The coursework was brutal and much stress was felt… and many take-outs were had… but ‘the sisterhood’ along with my friends outwith the flat, made life so much easier! Everyone bonded over the stress of deadlines and I will treasure those kitchen sessions for the rest of my life! Again the grades never fell my way when the end of the year came which was disappointing but I refused to give up!

Finally… my last year, 4th year had reared its ugly head and this would be the year where I would learn so much, and that is not including the material I would use for my studies…

For this last year, the decision took no time at all to make the move to a private let in town. Feeling like a proper adult, I started fourth year off in a high; new job, new flat, new me! After the harshness of third year, I was looking forward to a refreshingly relaxed year of dissertation work followed by two other modules, in the first semester and just one other module, alongside the dissertation module in my last semester…

Alas, I managed to make it through alive! it took a leaky roof, broken boiler and broken door handle to reach this point but after submitting my last piece of coursework yesterday, I can finally say goodbye to this nightmare! I will look forward to graduating… if I have done enough to pass that is! I will cherish the good times and laugh at the bad times and thank those of you who got me through – y’all know who you are! Anyway, here’s a photo of me by the loch with my bound dissertation in hand! 30711904_2002826259760095_1268618410208526336_n

That is all I have to say this time, I will probably look to post something every two weeks from this point on wards on either a Wednesday or Thursday so I hope you will join me in the next chapter of my life ~*

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