What is being a university student really like? It is more than anyone will ever tell you it is. They tell you it is hard work, when in reality it is more difficult than you can imagine and at times so stressful giving up is more tempting than pressing a big red button that… Continue reading Studying at degree level is more
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Mixed emotions about heading home for Easter break
Sat on my bed in my half empty room, in my very empty flat, listening to the radio and waiting for my dad to arrive and take me home. This semester has flown by. One minute I was taking on January exams and celebrating being back in Cardiff after spending a wonderful Christmas at home… Continue reading Mixed emotions about heading home for Easter break
The day before I leave home for university again
Having just spent five whole minutes sat in the middle of my bedroom floor wondering where on Earth I am supposed to begin, I am beginning to wonder whether I will ever get used to this whole 'packing my bedroom into boxes' thing. If I'm honest, when I sit in my room deciding what to… Continue reading The day before I leave home for university again
Smiling like a student home for Christmas
I'm finally home. My last two days in Cardiff before Christmas were so much better than I expected. I was expecting to simply spend them at the flat, by myself, working my last couple of shifts and watching the clock tick by. BUT my amazing flatmate stuck around an extra day after her last shift… Continue reading Smiling like a student home for Christmas
Balancing work and study: Part time sales assistant, full time student
I feel like my heart never stops beating too fast and the butterflies are back with a vengeance and that maybe this job wasn't such a good idea after all. The first week that I had to juggle lectures and work shifts I spent so focused on getting to where I needed to be that, once I'd got there, I forgot to enjoy myself. Then, when I got back home I felt like I'd done everything I needed to do: I found food, cooked it, ate it, collapsed in bed and normally very quickly, fell asleep. Perhaps I did need sleep and perhaps I had done all I needed to do, but it meant I never took a moment to actually decompress or relax.
Conquering a Busy Student Life – The early bird catches the worm
When I woke up Tuesday morning it was still dark. I felt like I should be jumping on an aeroplane and heading somewhere exciting, jumping behind the steering wheel of my car and driving across the country or just retreating under the duvet until the sun decided to put his hat on. In reality I'd… Continue reading Conquering a Busy Student Life – The early bird catches the worm
Powering through Fresher’s flu
Yesterday, I woke up with a horrendous cold and went on to have a horrendous day: I broke a glass when I was washing up, I found loads of important unread emails from my university, the internet kept crashing while I was trying to send replies, I nearly blew up the kitchen because I didn’t realise there was oil in the bottom of the oven when I turned it on and let it heat up to 200 degrees celsius...
Thank goodness for dongles, wellies and hairdryers
Sat on the sofa jumping every time I catch a glimpse of a van as it turns down our street in the hope it's either the delivery man with our TV or the man from virgin here to set up our WiFi. So far every van has turned in the opposite direction. Luckily, I've discovered the dongle: A magical device that connects your laptop to the internet through the mobile network...
Two days till Take Two
Part of me wants to ring Cardiff University and tell them I won’t be studying there this year after all because I’m sissying out and I’d like to stay home. I want to cry every time I consider saying another temporary goodbye to my friends and family. I feel like I'm sixteen again and all I should be doing is spending time with friends at the park, going to Smirnoff Ice house parties and worrying about GCSE results . When I imagine waking up in my new room in Cardiff Sunday morning I want to run up to bed, hide under the duvet and never come out...
Blogging Goodbye to Butterflies 