My arrival to
university was on 28th of October, I was bare nervous, didn't know
what to expect. I remember when my mum gave me a cuddle and kiss and left me, I
came into my room, holding back the tears and I kept telling myself to man up
(even though am a woman) lol! I went to kitchen and made myself some pot noodles
and met my flat mates, you could tell with our faces we were terrified. But we
began speaking and asking each other questions, you know the typical questions
fresher’s ask each other, such as: Where you from? What you studying? Blah blah
blah….. I was pleased that they were all nice and chilled out people. My imitations
about fresher’s week was so different from its reality, it was one crazy and boisterous week. If you went to fresher’s week and attended all the events, then you know what I mean. Lol!
In my own
personal opinion, student life became a reality on week 3 when we had lectures
and when I realised I needed to cut down on my spending also time management.
Student life for me seems to be exactly how my friends and I perceived it to
be, for example: budgeting, going out and also getting smashed.
As much as I hate
to say it my teachers were so right and am happy they tried their best to equip
us for university. I mean it’s so different from A- levels, lecturers are
called by their first name, you ought to complete all you’re assignments and
had them in on time, no lecturer hands out notes, so you have to keep up with
them when they are speaking and use Moodle. Here no one checks up if you’re
revising or not, basically you choose your own pathway in life, suggesting
you’re a full grown adult. Which is a bit scary, but you do learn with time.
Tracy M
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