WAAAHHHOOOOO, I have finished my first year at university. To anyone who hasn't finished their year yet, this isn't me trying to rub it in your face...well maybe just a little bit.
I don't know about everyone else but I got a pretty raw deal this term, we had lectures for the entire month before our exams - what the hell is up with that? Plus I am the only person, apart from friends on my course obviously, who goes to an arts university and had exams. What is the point of exams? We already get an essay every other week, why the added pressure? I say added pressure yet I felt nothing like the pressure of A levels or even GCSEs. Revision didn't happen for months, it happened for a couple of weeks for one exam, a couple of days for another two and not at all for the last one I had today. It's not that I am okay with getting 40% but at the end of the day, it isn't worth making yourself sick over when it doesn't even count towards your degree.
This term has been short and sweet which is just how I like it. This year has flown by in a way which is actually petrifying. Only two more times will I get to do what I have just done and then I will be shoved out into the real world. This term, well more like today really, I have realised we need to savour this time. Next year I am quitting my job as a part time nanny and throwing myself into fully fledged student life which I haven't done as much as I should have this year. Next year I am going to have to learn to deal with being poor, being in my overdraft and not being able to buy that pretty dress from American Apparel or those cute shoes from Urban Outfitters. That or I am going to have to get really good at sweet talking my ever so stingy father into throwing a couple of extra pounds my way; by couple I undeniably mean a couple of hundred.
When you look back on your first year at uni you realise it actually wasn't that hard. Every essay we did and every tiny bit of shorthand I learned seemed hard when I was doing it but looking back, it wasn't really all as bad as I made it out to be. So now, having said that, I will have failed my exams and will have to hang my head in shame during resits week.
The first year has been great. I have met so many interesting and colourful people. I have met a lot of people I will be happy to see the back of but at the end of the day, it's all a great learning curve. I am getting excited about next year already which is a sad really isn't it? It is well and truly time to sit back and enjoy my four month long summer.