So I've already failed the posting every Sunday thing like I promised (who exactly did I promise though? myself? you? the moon?) But I did have a genuine reason for not posting since arriving in Lincoln and it is a very, very simple reason. I had no internet access at all for 13 days. Well except for the access on my phone. And that was a bit sporadic, much to my annoyance. I was a very deprived child for two weeks, I did UNI WORK! Scary I know!
which leads us to here, two weeks after I moved to university, at which, you are about to experience 2 blogs in the space of two days, one right now, and one tomorrow. Because you need to know these things. This is after all the blog of me at university in my final year being a crazy person.
Why do you need to know about my life? Because I said so, even though my word is not the law!
Right then, before I start to turn this introduction into an essay in it's own right, here follows my posts from moving in on Saturday the 15th right up until the Saturday following. I wrote them on word! I would have hand written them, but I have a wrist (called George) whom makes it his mission in life to hurt me.
Right then, before I start to turn this introduction into an essay in it's own right, here follows my posts from moving in on Saturday the 15th right up until the Saturday following. I wrote them on word! I would have hand written them, but I have a wrist (called George) whom makes it his mission in life to hurt me.
Enjoy my waffling. Although it is actually boring because the laptop hated me!
Saturday 15th September
The main problem with returning to university is the whole having to unpack thing. I am the sort of person to get distracted by ALL the shiny things in life, which means I get sidetracked by everything. A prime example of this is that I have now been in my room (at the time of writing this) for 5 hours and so far I have unpacked just my books, doctor who DVD’s and kitchen stuff. Ok, that is slightly more than I thought but still I could have fully unpacked by now.
I feel this may take until I have to start packing to leave before I finished unpacking!
By My plan of action today was to to start by making myself a cup of coffee and going from there... Which of course will turn into several cups of Coffee and avoiding unpacking like the plague.
Thursday 20th September
Had our third year ‘welcome back’ talk today- oh my god, pressure this year is going to be immense, and we haven’t even started. I know deep down that I can do this. But all the self doubt is starting to appear, my favorite train of thought so far is ‘OH MY GOD WHY DID YOU DO NO WORK OVER THE SUMMER WHY!!!’ But I know that this is because up until I was actual in my room at university, it honestly didn't feel real to me. So I suppose now is the time to start working, AND to try to not avoid the uni work, nor leave it until last minute. Especially if I am aiming for a 2:1.
Saturday 15th September
The main problem with returning to university is the whole having to unpack thing. I am the sort of person to get distracted by ALL the shiny things in life, which means I get sidetracked by everything. A prime example of this is that I have now been in my room (at the time of writing this) for 5 hours and so far I have unpacked just my books, doctor who DVD’s and kitchen stuff. Ok, that is slightly more than I thought but still I could have fully unpacked by now.
I feel this may take until I have to start packing to leave before I finished unpacking!
By My plan of action today was to to start by making myself a cup of coffee and going from there... Which of course will turn into several cups of Coffee and avoiding unpacking like the plague.
Thursday 20th September
Had our third year ‘welcome back’ talk today- oh my god, pressure this year is going to be immense, and we haven’t even started. I know deep down that I can do this. But all the self doubt is starting to appear, my favorite train of thought so far is ‘OH MY GOD WHY DID YOU DO NO WORK OVER THE SUMMER WHY!!!’ But I know that this is because up until I was actual in my room at university, it honestly didn't feel real to me. So I suppose now is the time to start working, AND to try to not avoid the uni work, nor leave it until last minute. Especially if I am aiming for a 2:1.
As an after thought, even though I am sat in my room at university, fully enrolled, complete with work to do, being back still doesn't feel like it has happened. Nor does it feel like I have had a year off.
Friday 21st September
Just been reading Russell T Davies book on Doctor Who and he has said something that I can relate to. He stated that he always lets ideas for stories formulate in his head before he feels confident enough to write them down to write/type/sound it out with someone. I always do this, for example, with my dissertation, I have had a few ideas formulating in my head for a while such as the chapters- how exactly am I going to chapter it? I’m starting to formulate some ideas, but I need to run some ideas past Le supervisor first.
Friday 21st September
Just been reading Russell T Davies book on Doctor Who and he has said something that I can relate to. He stated that he always lets ideas for stories formulate in his head before he feels confident enough to write them down to write/type/sound it out with someone. I always do this, for example, with my dissertation, I have had a few ideas formulating in my head for a while such as the chapters- how exactly am I going to chapter it? I’m starting to formulate some ideas, but I need to run some ideas past Le supervisor first.
Sunday 23rd September
I'd forgotten just how nervous going to university actually can make me. I am already feeling panicked about being back, mainly because I know no one on the course at all (except James actually). I know that I can do this, be at university again, starting from scratch, I've done it. Yet still the irrational fear will not go away, as is the curse of having an Anxiety disorder. Roll on next Friday when I've got through it all.
I'd forgotten just how nervous going to university actually can make me. I am already feeling panicked about being back, mainly because I know no one on the course at all (except James actually). I know that I can do this, be at university again, starting from scratch, I've done it. Yet still the irrational fear will not go away, as is the curse of having an Anxiety disorder. Roll on next Friday when I've got through it all.
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