Since it’s the beginning of September and in a few of very short weeks a vast majority of us will be heading back to university (some of you may even be starting university for the first time, congratulations!) I thought I’d add some more features to my “University Edition” series (you can find the other posts from this series HERE) to see if I can help any of you dolls heading off to university!
I started university on the 19th September, 2016 and it is now only a few weeks until I start my second year. I’m studying the BA (Hons) Media, Culture and Journalism course at the University of South Wales. Now, when I first started I was terrified. I was scared of meeting new people (hey introvert) and I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to cope with the work.
The first year flew by so quickly, I find myself looking back at everything and wondering where the time has actually gone. I was always told that your university years would go quickly, but I didn’t believe it until now. So make the most of every second. Every experience is a special one and you should hold onto all of them.
Now, it’s time for the generic “I’ve changed so much” paragraph, because truthfully, I have. I would say I’m so much more confident now, I can walk into a room full of strangers and not want to throw up, I can speak in front of a group of people and actually have a great time. I can post long meaningful and very personal blog posts on the internet without any fear and I wouldn’t have done that 12 months ago. I’m a lot stronger and I know exactly where I want to go now, something I was very hazy about when I first started.
As I didn’t move into halls, I didn’t get as many would say “the real uni experience”, I’ve written about that before so I won’t go too much into detail about it – but it didn’t bother me. I had the time of my life in first year and I wouldn’t change a thing. I also realised that the people I met on the first day, the people I took photographs with and spent time getting to know are the people I now class as my closest friends at university. We stuck together throughout first year, we helped each other and I can tell you for a fact we will be doing the same throughout second and third year too – one even convinced me that driving was much better than the train and it was the best thing anyone ever did for me (thank you.)
For me, the work load wasn’t too bad. Occasionally I’d be stumped, and I had some fits where I thought I was going to fail. But my lecturers were always there to kick me up the butt and show me the right path. I learnt to just listen to them, they may annoy us, but like our parents, they’re usually always right. Because I’m organised and I can manage my time, I didn’t struggle completely assignments or anything like that – honestly my diary was my best friend throughout the year.
My first year had its ups and downs, but honestly there were a lot more ups. I’m so excited to get back to another year, it’s been so long since I’ve seen certain people and since I’ve been in a real routine. I’m going to push harder than ever before and I’m so excited to see what this year brings me. Not long to go now.