I'm really not sure how that's happened. It seems like forever since I got the email telling me I had got into my first choice university, or since I went shopping with mum to buy scary things like saucepans and potato masher, or since my parents dropped me off and I met my flatmates for the first time.
Since then I've had thirty weeks of fun, laughter, alcohol, studying, all nighters, fire alarms, meeting new people and having the time of my life.
University is everything I imagined it would be and I've made some of the best friends ever- friends who I now can't imagine life without. Friends who will bring me ice cream when I'm sad and watch musicals with me, to friends who will stay up all night with me and then when I tell them I need to go to sleep because it was SEVEN AM proceeded to get into my bed instead of their own. Most importantly friends who accept me for who I am, all my weird quirks- from my fear of birds to my obsession over anything cute or fluffy or the way I sing musical showtunes constantly.
My confidence has grown massively- I know now I can do anything and I don't need to worry about my own abilities. I'm strong (possibly not in strength- arm wrestling matches against my flatmates has proved that!) I'm resilient and mostly I'm pretty great and I'm glad this year has made me realise that.
I'm so excited for second year!
Finally, some photos from my final term
Flat bbq
Cocktails
My first time voting!
Best english girls
Brownie selling for charity
The night we finished exams
She loves me really...I think
Highlight of one of our clubs out is the facepainting- this week I opted for a lion
When my friend brought me ice cream
School days
One of our many corridor hangouts
My flatmates make me feel tiny
At about 6am one night when none of us had slept
Final night :(
This room was my home for a year and I'll miss it so much
xxx
