It’s crazy to think that my first semester at university is over and looking back at whether it lived up to my expectations or not is really crazy to think about. In many ways this experience has fulfilled and surpassed my expectations, but in other ways, not necessarily bad, it has not been what I anticipated.
Thankfully, I wouldn’t say anything about the university journey has disappointed me. The odd one or two lecturers haven’t been entirely what I would have hoped for university-level teaching, however I suppose this may just be due to them contrasting against the incredible lecturers I have had in other units. It’s strange how even though you don’t get much interaction with your lecturers the same way you would at high school and sixth form, as there are around 200 people on my course, you still feel like you really get to know them, and you trust them.
The people have been the absolute highlight for me, though. Despite not being the type to go out, get smashed and party until 4am, I have still managed to make some incredible friends, and already have an abundance of amazing memories. I was very nervous about not meeting many people due to my reluctance to enjoy student night-life, however you’d be surprised how many people there are just like me who are on the same page, and how easily we managed to find one another.
The one thing I think most people are most nervous about when coming to university is flat mates. Being put into halls with a bunch of randomers, it can be quite nerve-wracking wondering who you’ll end up with. Despite not being very close with 5 of my 7 flat mates, the other two have been an utter blessing, and the 8 of us still get on well enough; plus none of us are food thieves, which is a relief.
Whilst I am so excited to be home for Christmas and see all my friends and family again, and enjoy some time off, I am definitely already missing uni!