So today is basically my last ever day living the “student life”.
These past three years have gone so quickly and I really am so thankful to have had the opportunity to experience university. I have had lots of ups and lots of downs over the last few years, but I think they have all been completely worth it. The downs have given me that little bit more strength and taught me several lessons to learn about life. The whole experience has been one big learning curve.
My bedroom is practically empty now… I hate it. I am spending today and tomorrow blitzing our student house before kissing it goodbye. I lived in student halls for the first two years of university and then moved out to a student flat for the final year. This flat has definitely been my favourite… I really don’t want to leave.
I’m actually trying not to think about the fact that I am leaving, otherwise it gives me a lump in my throat and makes me feel really sick with my anxiety. I was like that last year when moving out of halls too. I wasn’t strong enough to say goodbye to my old flat. I had packed everything before I went home one weekend, and then that was it. I couldn’t face the thought of going back to move my stuff out and say goodbye, so I stayed at home whilst my parents went up to collect all of my belongings and hand my keys in. Continue reading