Sunday, 7 December 2014

University Life: Part I






There is something kind of momentous about pulling your first all nighter at University. Sitting in the Library till the small hours of the morning, fuelling yourself on coffee and copious amounts of Haribo, whislt there is worringly still a lot of people up and working around you.

Then there is that point, that impassible point where you know working has become just a little bit unfeasable (or you start writing a blog post), yet you still keep working, because for some reasons you just feel invincible. Dog tired, but invicible.

And so, as my first term at Univeristy rolls to a close, and my lack of blog posts becomes all the more apparent, I sit in the Library (in the wee hours of the morning), and reflect on how much University has changed me so far, without me even realising it.

I now enjoy going out to bars, clubbing, and being that girl who always insists on going to her favourite takeaway after a night out (that just so happens to be on the otherside of town). I have made friends with people I never thought I would make friends with, and I have completed work that I thought was beyond my capability.

But the feeling I get from being here, from living and working on my own is so much more than that. I feel proud of myself, proud of how well I have coped on my own, and excited to see what is to come.

That's not to say all has been rosey. I have really struggled to make friends, and other than the three girls I knew from high school, I have only made two friends outside my flat, and both of those are guys. I have also struggled to use the Library, the sheer size and amount of people using it sending me into a panick, and forcing me to leave again.

But I know that as the work load piles up, and the nights become darker and colder, things can only get better, and maybe, just maybe, I will make more friends as I learn and grow (and maybe also learn not to keep using off-milk in my tea...)


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