As I’m writing this there’s less than twelve hours left until the polling station doors, up and down the country, open for the snap General Election; additionally it’s less than one week since I officially finished my first year at university, so I guess it you could say it’s an important time on a national and personal level.
With this being the first General Election in which I can vote, the campaign period has been rather eye-opening; although I’ve been passionate about politics for several years, the chance to vote certainly gives the campaigns more sustenance. This isn’t actually a post to convey my political leanings, you’ll be happy to hear, but to comment on the fact that since September 2016 my life has been full of ‘firsts’ (Not for all of my coursework unfortunately!).
Living alone for the first time has definitely changed me for the better, although I’ll never deny that I far prefer my Mum’s pasta bake over mine. I’ve lived alone, budgeted, prepared three(ish) meals a day, kept up with studying independently, got a job, kept a laundry and food shopping schedule, went house hunting, and even cooked a Christmas dinner, all for the first time. I’m not going to pretend it was a breeze, the amount of tissues I’ve been through this year will prove that, but considering this time last year I was wholeheartedly considering cancelling my university application, I think I’ve come a long way, and of course learnt a bit more about myself.
I’ve finally accepted that I’m an introvert for example, and actually getting out there at university doesn’t always mean going to every social event going, but building connections with those you really want to get to know. I also think I can pull off being a city- girl, even if I do miss seeing a farm out of my back window.
I’ve learnt a lot about other people too, and how sometimes time apart can make a friendship even stronger. I’ve learnt that dating is harder and much stranger than they show in the films; although that’s probably a blog post to save for later. I’ve learnt that you can’t get on with everyone, how ever much you try, but more importantly that that’s okay. And I suppose the one thing I value more than ever, is that even when lost in a huge sea of people, there are some wonderful friends to be found.
I won’t say I don’t have certain regrets from my first year at university, maybe I’ll talk about them one day, however I will say that this roller-coaster of a year has definitely been worth it. I’m sitting in my little flat right now, that will soon be empty and waiting for someone new to take my place, but I’ll always hold on to the countless memories I’ve made here. Roll on second year; I have some big plans!
Take Care Everyone, Speak to You All Soon!