It would seem that my first year of university is over (with the exception of my essays being due in in a few weeks). Like most things it’s gone way too fast, although that may be partly down to us only having 2 semesters, each being 12 weeks. I’m sure most other uni’s get a 3rd semester, in some ways I guess I shouldn’t be complaining about that but I have to admit I do like my life up here… most of the time. It’s been an eventful first year, a lot of ups and a few downs thrown in for good measure, have to say I preferred the 1st semester to the 2nd. I wondered before I came to uni if I would feel a bit out of place being a few years older than the majority of the students, but mostly I haven’t at all, apart from when my friends bring it up and make a joke out of it, but they’re just jealous. I’ve met a LOT of people over this 1st year and I’ve definitely made some great friends, I sincerely hope that they will stay friends for a very long time in my life.
A lot of people I know are saying that uni has changed them, I suppose at their age it will, the lifestyle is like nothing they’ve known before, for me it’s a bit different and I can’t honestly say that I think being at uni has changed me, the only think I think I can say has changed in a bit is I feel a little bit better about myself and who I am because I’ve been around a lot of people who seem to like me and of course that’s a nice thing to feel. I’d say being at uni has given me a renewed thirst for life, and I’m genuinely excited to see what comes from my 2nd and 3rd years here. I move into a new house in September, going to be living with 7 other people, that will be an experience I’ve never had before. I’m excited for it but at the same time I feel a bit sad to be leaving where I am currently, living with my current housemate Chris and his dad has been great and I feel very lucky that I got to live here, it’s unusual to be spending your first year of university in a house which has a family atmosphere, most students will have lived in halls and been lumbered with neighbours being whoever they got and living off ‘student dinners’ (I’ve seen a lot of noodles during my time in the halls) whereas I almost feel like part of a new family here and have got to enjoy the cooking of two rather good chefs, I’m certainly not complaining! It’s just a shame that there is a screeching unmerciless bastard face of a parrot who lives here as well, he is a parrot who has taken a particular dislike to me for reasons I don’t know and uses his power of producing ear piercing screeches when either he sees me come into the room or when he knows I’m trying to sleep in to tell me just how much he dislikes me. Everyday I spend with him I grow more intrigued as to what parrot stew would taste like. But noisy parrots aside, I feel really lucky to have found such a great home for my 1st year and I’ll take with me some very funny memories of mine and chris’ antics when coming home drunk and stealing signs from the neighbours and putting traffic cones in the taxi before they drive off!
I’m not sure how the next 5 months will pan out for me before I’m due back at uni in September, but hopefully I can sort out my work situation and start preparing myself for my 2nd year.
Until next time…
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