Posts tagged University.
I find it really frustrating when I see people whinging about their University.
When you apply through UCAS to go to University, you can apply for up to five Universities. If you do your research properly then there is a few things you will cover when looking into what University is best for you. For me I looked into location first and foremost, course details (and I mean an in depth look at each module offered on the course), the examination plan, the social aspects and also open days are a definite must when looking into Universities, not only to get a feel for the University but to meet lecturers and staff and see how you gel with them. So, therefore when you apply for your Universities there should be no doubts in your mind that every University you have applied for, is one you want to go to. Yes some will be more appealing than others, but it would be stupid to apply for a University you disliked.
So why do people then spend their entire degree moaning and whinging about their University? My University wasn’t my first choice. It was my second choice and the reasons it made it to my final two choices is because I liked the layout of the course, the modules available. I also really liked the campus, location and got along with the lecturers well on the open day (more so than I did my first choice University, in fact.) But it’s not a secret that Middlesex University is not boosted about. I have not met anyone who goes to my University that doesn’t despise it. And yes, there are a lot of negatives about my University; the time it takes for work to be marked and feedback given, the resources available, it’s also a very unorganised University. But that aside? I love my University. Why? Because I am not there to socialise or party, I am there to learn and earn a degree. And I think that is a big point people forget when applying to Universities. You are not putting yourself in (on average) £40,000 debt to get drunk all the time and do crazy student things. You are there to learn and to get a degree which will (hopefully) aid you in later life.
So I just find it so frustrating and also exceptionally infuriating when people moan about their University and how much they don’t want to be there. Maybe you should have done your research better when applying?
I had a really lovely day yesterday and it was seriously much needed! Was at Uni from 9am - 2pm and it actually wasn’t too bad! Spoke to my lab tutor about the work I’m not understanding (I suck at statistics) and she has said she will arrange a one on one tutorial for me and her to go over anything I’m not getting! Then we had seminar which finished an hour early so me, Jade and James ended up just staying and chatting to my seminar tutor about the routes I need to take to get where I want career wise (I want to be a clinical psychologist in high security prisons and mental institutions) which really helped clear up my head a little over some areas I was confused about! After that me, Jade and James went to Costa in Uni and had a good old catch up and gossip before me and Jade went to do a participation study (We have to do three hours of participation credit in the year so lots of studies!)
Thennnn….. Me and my other house mate, Sarah, went to Oxford Street for some shopping!! Bought some essentials from Primark (Some awesome cookie monster undies, tights, leggings, french knickers etccccc) then some fit new wedge heels in beige from New Look and some black Stargazer nail polish as mine is running out! Then some much needed new speakers for my iPod from HMV! (My iPod touch I bought on Monday did come with free speakers but they are SHIT! Ones you can’t plug into mains and within two hours the batteries had run out! Pointless?!) Then we went to Topshop where I met Garyyyy, and we did some moreeee shopping before me and him went to Starbucks for a yummy frappe! Which, just so happened to be in New Look, where I did even more shopping and got some clothes and two more pair of shoes!! Then me, Sarah and Tony her partner, went to Garfunkles for dinner (where I had yummy BBQ pork ribs and bread and butter pudding) Didn’t get back home until 10:30pm but had such a lovely day :)
Am I the only one who really can’t wait for her loan to come through, so I can go shopping?! I swear I am craving shopping more than anything right now! Come Jan 10th, Oxford Street won’t know what’s frigging hit itttttt!
I am really struggling to get the motivation to do my essay. Am I the only University student who really cannot be arsed with doing any actual work?!
The Student Union at my University, doesn’t do much. There is about one event on a week - Which personally I think is very poor not only for a University but for one in London! I am going to go and speak to the SUreps this week and see if we can sort out putting on a Rock night at the SU. Apparently in the past when people have tried the idea has been blocked by the SU because Hendon is ‘the classy’ campus and evidently in the SU’s eyes, rock doesn’t come under that heading. We shall see….
Feeling rather motivated this eve! I’ve just sorted out all my folders for the different modules of my Psychology degree! And now I’m going to make notes on the stuff we have already covered so that next week I can crack on with the essay!
I am spending far too much money. My grant still hasn’t been processed but my loan came through last week and so far I have spent almost £300 and other than some new clothes, shoes and make up I don’t have much to show for it!
Spent £50 last night on liquor that I didn’t even drink. Was meant to be for when I got to Sam’s to get drunk with everyone, but that didn’t really go to plan!
So. Apparently i’m a University student studying a Psychology degree? Yeah. Ok. I’ll go along with that!
It feels like centuries have passed. I currently have no internet in my student house - Installation date is October 12th. Hence the lack of posts (which btw, I hate. Tumblr is my way of relieving stress. Without the ease of posting, I’ve been getting very aggy) I have now been living in big’olde LDN for two and a half weeks now. Specifically, Hendon. Its a nice area. Quiet, but lively. A very big culture shock to L’boro and East Leake. I don’t think I’d say I prefer it to home; I love my quaint picturesque village. But it certainly overshadows L’boro. I have 7 housemates; Sarah, Tej, Aman, Jade, James, Sam and Michael. Everyone gets on really well and there’s a diverse mix of personalities. I have been told I am the loudest housemate, which comes as no suprise to me.
Started University yesterday. This week is purely for induction purposes; lectures start next week. My timetable is pretty laid back, just 8 hours a week of lectures, seminars and labs. I may possibly have a slight crush on my subject leader - he looks like Mr Engaged (an ex) minus the tattoos, piercings and stretched lobes. So yes basically I would happily roger him! The uni itself is nice, the buildings are pretty lush although the SUbar is dire.
Made a big decision at the weekend. Part of my BPD is that when I get close to someone, I find it very hard to give them up. In some ways, Benny made that both easier and harder. He was the hardest to let go. But I did it. And this weekend I let go of someone else I cared a lot about. I may not be something special, but I know I at least deserve honesty from my friends and I certainly don’t deserve to be kept around until I’m fucked off for the benefit of others. If someone is willing to fuck me off because their partner asks them to, then not only are they incredibly dim for being with someone who would ask that of them, but they are also certainly not worth my time. I don’t need people in my life who I mean so little to that they could do that. And I certainly will never forgive. This person is just another to the list of people I have been unfortunate to get involved with.
Other than that life is pretty good! I love living in London, I’m loving the house/housemates and I’m excited for things to come!
So. I moved into my new place yesterday :)
Its been the most hectic week packing and sorting everything out. But now i’m here, everythings unpacked, i’ve made my room really cosy and homely and I really quite like the house (for a student house) and the people living here. We all seem to get along which is good and the girls who are upstairs with me are lovely!
Its just a 5/10 min walk from the Uni as well which makes it perfect for getting to and from Uni!
All the housemates got fucked last night, was a laugh but I felt a right old granny going to bed at 2am cos I couldn’t stay awake any longer haha!
Not got anything planned for this evening so think imma’cook a nice chinese and have a movie night :)
It seems to me that my life currently consists of packing. This wasn’t a problem. Until it got to DVDs….
I have 157 DVDs in total. How do I pick what to take to Uni? And then, where the fuck do I put them?! I decided it would be easier to just take the discs and not the cases. But it seems I don’t have enough room in my multi disc case holder =/ Imma have to buy another when I get to Uni and just put them in an envelope for now. I reallllllly hope they don’t get scratched :(
Last night I started my packing. A packed a large suitcase of clothes. And that isn’t even all the clothes i’m taking. I swear I need to actually do some proper packing cos I move a week tomorrow…..
I am so sick of this.
Last night, my ex was in my dream. Now don’t get me wrong, I would never get back with my ex. But in this dream, thats what he wanted, to get back together. And in this dream, I did get back with him. I woke up and felt so down and like pure utter shit.
I then bumped into him in town and as per usual, my existance was not achknowledged.
So then I have a nap. And yet again, he’s in my dream. This time, I go round to his and ask to talk which we do. And yet again i’ve woke up feeling so down and like pure utter shit!
I know why i’m having these dreams - I move to London in a week and off all the things i’m leaving behind, the one thing I truly wish I could sort out before I move, is for me and him to be on amicable terms.
I think I might write him a letter. Tell him what I think about what happened, how I feel and just say what I want which is that someday in the future, he can at least say hello if he passes me in the street.
I feel like even though i’m moving it will never be a fresh start because of how me and him are.
The final of Big Brother is kind of making me think about me moving next weekend. This is the end of Big Brother. And next Sunday is the end of a part of my life. Of living at home. Of this town and these people. The end of thinking I can’t do something because quite Frankly, I did, I have and I am.
Good things about today so far;
- My Weight Watchers scales came. So I can carry on with Weight Watchers when at University without having to go to meetings.
- Haylee and Aaron recieved the felt tash brooches I made them!
I am now getting ready to go into town with my daddy, to pick up some body stuff from Boots, more room stuff from Wilkos and some ‘essentials’ from Primark.
I really need to start packing….