After a while of the whole 'no blogging' thing, I have decided that it is time to jump back on the bandwagon. So many things have changed since my last post, I'm now in my final year at University and I have applied for a Masters (which is an uber scary concept). I can't believe just how quickly the time has flown by: it seems like it was only yesterday, when I was starting life as a first year undergraduate student at Leeds Trinity University, now I'm planning graduation and the next few (which I hope to be amazing) stages of my life.
In a way, this is all scary stuff. The simply fact that there is no definite path for me at the moment, everything is literally resting on ifs, buts and maybes. As scary as this is, part of me actually finds this ride, a rather excitable one. I know that the majority of us third year students are in the same boat at the moment, all asking the same questions: where do we go from here? What sort of work do I actually want? Have I done the right bloody degree? The simple fact that there are more people other than myself who are going through the same thing right now, makes me feel better about the whole situation. I have uni friends who didn't know what they wanted to do when the graduated, and many of them have now got jobs or gone into further education, so it just shows that you don't always have to be stupendously organised with life.
I guess that another thing which relates to the whole 'scary stuff' is not knowing what results I'm actually going to come out with at the end of these three years! I mean, what happens if I don't get the marks which I need to continue on to postgraduate study? Will there be other options awaiting me if I don't succeed? Naturally, these questions make me worry, but I guess that my response is always the same: things will work out for themselves, even if I don't take the path which I thought that I would originally. At the moment, everything seems to be going rather smoothly, apart from a few glitches. It's time to get motivated, get my head down and work my fucking arse off for the next couple of months. At the end of the day, as scary as this whole malarkey is, the only way which I'm actually going to achieve something, or anything at the end of it, is by putting in the work which is necessary.
In a way, this is all scary stuff. The simply fact that there is no definite path for me at the moment, everything is literally resting on ifs, buts and maybes. As scary as this is, part of me actually finds this ride, a rather excitable one. I know that the majority of us third year students are in the same boat at the moment, all asking the same questions: where do we go from here? What sort of work do I actually want? Have I done the right bloody degree? The simple fact that there are more people other than myself who are going through the same thing right now, makes me feel better about the whole situation. I have uni friends who didn't know what they wanted to do when the graduated, and many of them have now got jobs or gone into further education, so it just shows that you don't always have to be stupendously organised with life.
I guess that another thing which relates to the whole 'scary stuff' is not knowing what results I'm actually going to come out with at the end of these three years! I mean, what happens if I don't get the marks which I need to continue on to postgraduate study? Will there be other options awaiting me if I don't succeed? Naturally, these questions make me worry, but I guess that my response is always the same: things will work out for themselves, even if I don't take the path which I thought that I would originally. At the moment, everything seems to be going rather smoothly, apart from a few glitches. It's time to get motivated, get my head down and work my fucking arse off for the next couple of months. At the end of the day, as scary as this whole malarkey is, the only way which I'm actually going to achieve something, or anything at the end of it, is by putting in the work which is necessary.
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