Today is my first day back at University - I'm officially a third-year and I don't know how to feel.
I mean, I'm graduating this year - how crazy is that!? It doesn't seem like two minutes since I pulled up at my new student halls, an eager beaver desperate to make new friends and develop her love of both acting and writing. Two years later, the acting ship set sail without me and I find writing such a chore. I'm hoping that this will change in my final year though, I know it's going to be a lot of stress but I'll be able to write about what I'm passionate about and that always makes things easier.
With a new academic year comes new goals and a new positive mindset to get me motivated. I've raided Tesco for a bunch of new books and pens, my timetable is colour coordinated, my work schedule is perfectly balanced with my studies and I'm ready to work my little bum off to get a good degree at the end of it. There's going to be no more procrastinating watching videos of pandas on slides or watching X Factor auditions from 10 years ago just to avoid doing any work and I'll definitely be getting my work done ahead of deadline week instead of three days before they're due - I learned my lesson last year, three sleepless nights and endless amounts of coffee was not the way to go about passing the second year but I somehow managed it. I'm going to spend more time in the library and more time socialising with my Uni friends - I really don't spend enough time with them. I also promise not to neglect my blog and to make time to do things that I enjoy doing - it's all about having a good balance and I'm determined to do that this year.
It's crazy to think that this time next year I'll be a graduate, wandering around aimlessly, not knowing what to do with myself. I'm both excited and curious to see what the future holds for me and how my career prospects will change this year - I'm hoping a lot of exciting opportunities will reveal themselves and I can't wait for all the adventures they're going to take me on. As this blog - and you guys - have been with me throughout my University journey, I'm looking forward to sharing everything with you because the third year is a pretty big deal. It's going to be full of stress, tears, potential dropouts and a lot of early mornings but hopefully a lot of laughs and memories too. I hated my first year of Sixth Form but loved my final year, and as I've hated my first two years of Uni, I'm hoping that my final year is going to be the turning point that I need.
After six months away from Liverpool and the maze that is the Uni Library, I feel excited and ready to get back writing again. Yet I find myself feeling nervous - I may be a third year but it still feels like my first ever day at Uni. I suppose these first day nerves never leave, do they?
Come at me third year, I'm ready for ya!
please remind me of this blog post in three weeks time when I'm stressed and contemplating dropping out for the sixth time.
Lots of Love,
Meg
Meg
xox
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