Unlike secondary school and sixth form, it is often the case that pretty much every university has different holidays of varying lengths. At University of Leicester, for example, we get pretty much exactly a month over the Christmas holidays and about 5 and a half weeks for the Easter ones and an even longer time for summer. I know people who even get close to 7 weeks for holidays. Sure, it’s nice having such a long holiday, but it doesn’t take long before you start missing all of your friends who have gone home for the holidays. Sometimes I reckon it might be better if every university got a half term and we lost a week of the longer holidays. I know a few subjects get reading weeks, but as far as I know, in most cases Mathematicians aren’t privy to such a thing.
All this being said, I’m more than 3 weeks into my Easter holiday already, I’ve booked my ticket back up to Leicester for the final semester I may ever spend in Leicester *cries*. (The fact that Leicester rhymes with semester never ceases to make me chuckle – I’m sad, I know). I was booking the tickets one day, but I was too lethargic to go up and grab my card, so I decided to do it the following day. The very next day, the price of the ticket I had my eye on had gone up by 2 pounds, yes two WHOLE pounds. It may not sound like a lot, but the original price was £7.25, so a £2 increase is an increase of almost 30%, scandalous, right?! But every cloud has a silver lining and a first class ticket was £10.55 which is only £1.30 more than the new price of £9.25 (this is all with a railcard discount by the way, I’d highly recommend getting a railcard for uni, wherever you may go) . First class means comfy seats and free WiFi, and if I’m lucky some free coffee as well, so definitely worth the extra £1.30, I reckon.
As nice as the concept of free WiFi is, my return to Leicester also means a return to the library to complete all of the exam preparation which has been going on over the holidays. My exams kick off in just over a month and I’m still waiting for the FEAR* to kick in. Until it does I reckon I’ll just try and adopt a carefree attitude and take a more casual approach to my looming deadlines (I’m not always this nonchalant, promise!) Speaking of which, I had better get back to work!
*The FEAR is the fear that you’re going to fail EVERYTHING and start panicking and contemplating your own existence. You know when it’s hit you, and there’s no going back.