Saturday 28 August 2010
N.B
This is the link to my new blog http://amie-coussens.blogspot.com/ unfortunately I couldn't find a way to use the same blogspot address. Got to love modern technology xx.
Tuesday 24 August 2010
The final blog.
So it only took about three months to get the olde blog back up and running, but don’t worry there is VERY good excuse.
For some reason and going against the laws of female ability I can’t successfully multitask. Obviously I can breath and talk, eat and drink, sleep and well…sleep, but for when it comes to writing it is either blog or diary. Hence why I have a very fully diary and a very empty blog.
Anyway in theory this particular entry should mark the final entry of ‘the beautiful life of a student.’ No longer are NUS cards in action, staying in bed till 2pm is a thing of the past and tax dodging has officially come and gone.
I have been coming up with ideas on how to sum up university as a whole, some way of capturing the last three years in writing, but have not had much luck. Everytime I go to write about it I just lose myself in how to portray the most amazing three years of my life. Do I thank everything and everyone? Do I write a to-do list for future students? Do I take another degree and start writing about it from freshers week? (Like anyone could turn down that offer!) Do I just write the world ‘wow’- was going with that idea but then thought it was a wee bit to ambiguous?
What I can say is this…sitting back home in my room three years after the initial email congratulating me on my placement at Chester University seems like decades ago. I remember the excitement of buying mundane things such as towels and toothbrushes, knowing that in a matter of weeks I would be out in the wild and living the life every 18 year old dreams of.
Now having completed university just seems surreal. Still to this day I don’t know how it went so fast, or how I managed to get away with half the stuff that my housemates and I did. Chester was an unforgettable experience and that in short is about all I can say.
It hasn’t sunk in that we’re not going back in September yet, or that for the time being Surrey is going to be my home. No more uni.
I think I had secretly hoped this last entry was going to be full of emotion, every other word being flooded with tears, not being able to capture the minute details of every event or fully portray what really goes on behind Chester walls.
Perhaps university has toughened me up and totally destroyed my emotions.
One day I will be able to conclude university life, but for now I have just under 2000 facebook photos and a group of friends and memories that will stay with me forever. Thank you Chester I couldn't have asked for more.
For some reason and going against the laws of female ability I can’t successfully multitask. Obviously I can breath and talk, eat and drink, sleep and well…sleep, but for when it comes to writing it is either blog or diary. Hence why I have a very fully diary and a very empty blog.
Anyway in theory this particular entry should mark the final entry of ‘the beautiful life of a student.’ No longer are NUS cards in action, staying in bed till 2pm is a thing of the past and tax dodging has officially come and gone.
I have been coming up with ideas on how to sum up university as a whole, some way of capturing the last three years in writing, but have not had much luck. Everytime I go to write about it I just lose myself in how to portray the most amazing three years of my life. Do I thank everything and everyone? Do I write a to-do list for future students? Do I take another degree and start writing about it from freshers week? (Like anyone could turn down that offer!) Do I just write the world ‘wow’- was going with that idea but then thought it was a wee bit to ambiguous?
What I can say is this…sitting back home in my room three years after the initial email congratulating me on my placement at Chester University seems like decades ago. I remember the excitement of buying mundane things such as towels and toothbrushes, knowing that in a matter of weeks I would be out in the wild and living the life every 18 year old dreams of.
Now having completed university just seems surreal. Still to this day I don’t know how it went so fast, or how I managed to get away with half the stuff that my housemates and I did. Chester was an unforgettable experience and that in short is about all I can say.
It hasn’t sunk in that we’re not going back in September yet, or that for the time being Surrey is going to be my home. No more uni.
I think I had secretly hoped this last entry was going to be full of emotion, every other word being flooded with tears, not being able to capture the minute details of every event or fully portray what really goes on behind Chester walls.
Perhaps university has toughened me up and totally destroyed my emotions.
One day I will be able to conclude university life, but for now I have just under 2000 facebook photos and a group of friends and memories that will stay with me forever. Thank you Chester I couldn't have asked for more.
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