The Up's and Down's of Uni Life.

So, I've been in Uni now for.....ok hang on I need to go count on my calender app. Dont move!..... 10 WEEKS! It honestly only feels like last week I was packing up my life and trundling along to Cardiff! Over the past 10 weeks, I've come across many good and not necessarily bad, but not so good things about University. (total contradiction there, but go with it)

the good things:

Uni typically brings about a new chapter of life. Although I loved living at home and going to school  and all of that, towards the end of year 13 I kind of started to feel bored with life. That sounds a bit harsh and crappy for me to say, but I just felt ready for something new! I guessed they timed going to Uni perfectly for me. having the chance to get out there and live on my own, with no one to depend on seemed exciting, and it most definitely is. Change is good.
Its odd not having my parents here 24/7 telling me what to do and when to do it. It feels good to have the freedom to say 'you know what? maybe I'll do that later' or 'hmmm tonight I'm going to have chicken for tea' Yes I'm well aware that that sounds silly, but its nice to be in control totally!
Also, living in Student accommodation is such a blast! due to the fact that everyone is around about the same ages, there's always someone about to talk to or have fun with. its just like being on one big holiday and living in a hotel almost.
another big plus side to University is the chance to make new friends. The most obvious being your new flatmates or coursemates! As a flat you sort of become a little family (I know, I need some burger with my cheese!) and like my flat has done, Adopt a few people along the way. Its so easy to get along with everyone here, there's no pathetic bitchyness about, everyone just gets on with it. Which having been friends with my previous group, you'd understand my appreciation for this greatly. Of course. I've not got round to the best part. Living where I live, your literally 15 minutes walk from a club. Which we all put to great use I can tell you now! We had more of a Freshers month rather than week and had the time of our lives. All in all the majority of the time, living here is great.

The Bad Things:
Living in halls can be a bit of a nightmare if like me, you are a light sleeper. I cant blame people for wanting to have fun, I mean it is Uni as everyone says, But sleep is a human necessity without which I turn into the Grinch. and that my friend is not pretty. I get woken most nights by shouting or laughing, and end up lying in bed for hours listening to peoples conversations  So I recommend if you are going to uni, don't forget ear plugs!
Of course the expected pang of homesickness comes about every so often. There are just some moments when you think to yourself 'you know what I just want to be home right now' especially if your feeling ill! we all need our parents sometimes or miss our siblings no matter how much we wouldn't like to admit to it.
cleanliness. this is my biggest pain in the bottom. I didn't ever realize how much I would care about how clean the place is before I came to uni. Living with 3 boys is not the easiest of things. No matter how much you clean, you can pretty much guarantee that within two hours (or a flat party  it will be a mess.


But hey, lets face it, all of the good things definitely outweigh the bad, and I'm having a spiffing time! As much as whine and moan, its one of the best decisions I've ever made :)

The Wonders Of University.

PANIC OVER!....I doubt anyone's been panicking, or even remotely bothered that I haven't posted in months, but hey, I'm back! 

So the reason I haven't posted in so long....well. to be honest I don't really have a reason! Life has just been a little manic! I'll try and update you with what's happened! (for some reason I always find myself writing these late at night, so excuse any errors!)

Since the last post, I enjoyed a loooong summer, that I felt was slowly building up to one day. The 18th of August. Results Day. I know its cliché, but I can honestly say, I have never been so nervous. those 3 little letters on that one A4 piece of paper could potentially change my life oh so drastically. it was a BIG deal. So, off we all trudged back to school to find out how well (hopefully) we did. Once I got my envelope I kind of had a bit of a moment and didn't open it. instead I found myself watching as my best friend opened her own envelope and squealed with joy as she found out her results. She'd done it! I cant really say what made me wait, but after being prompted by the head of sixth form, I did the deed, and opened it. Annnnnd saw those little letters. and stared. and slowly it sunk in. I got into University!  

Well after that summer just flew by, with preparations for uni, slowly and steadily a pile appeared in my room of all the things I would soon be packing up, along with the rest of my room in order to move out. I definitely felt ready to move on from school, but moving from home was a completely different matter. Leaving my parents, who were always there to rely on? sheeeeesh. scary stuff. For some reason, I seemed to be one of the last of my friends to leave for uni, so watching them go one by one was an odd feeling. I didn't really feel like it was going to be my turn next! 

 

Amazingly I'm sat here now, in my uni room. Having been here for 10 or so weeks, I feel settled and happy. I cant really say its what I expected because to be fair, I don't think anyone knows what to expect entirely. My flat mates are brilliant, I think I'm doing pretty well on the cooking front (no food poisoning as of yet!) and cleaning is surprisingly soothing!

I handed in my first assignment a few days ago which felt good, although, me being the worrier that I am, feel like I've done it all wrong! 

That was a rather condensed summary of what's happened in the last three months, but it gives you an idea of how much life has changed! it wasn't until my lecturer questioned us on having a Blog recently and said that it would be a good idea (I was too shy to actually tell him I had one) to start writing one. 

so here I am, back and writing, hopefully more often! I never know how to end these things! I feel like I should be hugging you all and thanking you for actually reading! *cyberhug