So after three months of University, I have finished my first semester. University marked the first time that I had left home. Washing, cooking, looking after myself, I have done a lot of growing up in the last few months! I remember how nervous I was coming to University, all the new people, but at the same time I was excited of what lay ahead. I feel overall there have been many good times.
The first week was by far the most difficult! It was very painful to see my parents drive away, that is when things really started to seem real. The next few days I mostly kept myself to myself, just wanting to get used to the surroundings. It was very difficult, but with the help of my family, I made it through the first week, which then marked the start of teaching.
Since then things have gone well – I have met plenty of people and made some good friends. I also wrote my first proper academic essay, and taken an exam in Statistics. There is a lot of hard work involved, but I keep telling myself – even through the bad times – to keep with it, I am at University for four years – I need to make the most of the time here – for the future.
I now get a month off which is brilliant. I do have exams to come after the Christmas vacation, which means I will be doing work over the next few weeks, however I will also be ensuring I rest and make the most of the time off. I am pleased to have successfully negotiated my way through the first semester, I hope for more good times to come in the coming years.
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