Uni = Chopped
And it is over.
In seemingly the shortest 3 years ever, my time at Uni has come to an end. After my 4 exams, 2 good 2 not so good, I had a week and a bit to relax before having to leave. It has been the strangest feeling having time to reflect on what I have actually done over the last 3 years. All I could come up with is that I have missed a shit load of opportunities by simply not taking any chances. I can honestly say that the more I think about it the more it annoys me. In the latest case, I waited until my last night at Uni to tell someone how I really felt about them, and then didn't even bother to listen to any reply through fear of rejection!
Anyway enough about that, just thought I would have a little rant at myself!
So, yesterday I left Uni. I can honestly say it is the worst I have felt in a long time. The sudden realization that I wouldn't be returning and that I would never see a lot of the people I know again was not a nice feeling. I have never really been that good at goodbyes. It's not that I get all teary and upset, it's more that I completely avoid them. But for once I went round my entire bloke and said goodbye to everyone, as well as those other people who I care about enough to want to say goodbye to. Some goodbyes were sad, some of the girls get upset, and some were pretty brief, one in particular because of what I had said the night before to her!
But eventually I had to succumb to the fact that I had to leave. It all left me feeling quite numb and I didn't know what to do with myself!
One positive thing yesterday was one of my oldest and best friend's 21st birthday. It was a chance to immediately be surrounded by friends again and sort of blocked the Uni stuff out, although everyone was asking about it. When they did I just spouted the same generic answer of 'Dunno what I'm gonna do' and then left it at that!
Anyway, I'm gonna leave it there. I start work at 6am tomorrow morning, so I have to get up at 4:45! I'm trying to watch as much TV as I can before then!
Much Love
In seemingly the shortest 3 years ever, my time at Uni has come to an end. After my 4 exams, 2 good 2 not so good, I had a week and a bit to relax before having to leave. It has been the strangest feeling having time to reflect on what I have actually done over the last 3 years. All I could come up with is that I have missed a shit load of opportunities by simply not taking any chances. I can honestly say that the more I think about it the more it annoys me. In the latest case, I waited until my last night at Uni to tell someone how I really felt about them, and then didn't even bother to listen to any reply through fear of rejection!
Anyway enough about that, just thought I would have a little rant at myself!
So, yesterday I left Uni. I can honestly say it is the worst I have felt in a long time. The sudden realization that I wouldn't be returning and that I would never see a lot of the people I know again was not a nice feeling. I have never really been that good at goodbyes. It's not that I get all teary and upset, it's more that I completely avoid them. But for once I went round my entire bloke and said goodbye to everyone, as well as those other people who I care about enough to want to say goodbye to. Some goodbyes were sad, some of the girls get upset, and some were pretty brief, one in particular because of what I had said the night before to her!
But eventually I had to succumb to the fact that I had to leave. It all left me feeling quite numb and I didn't know what to do with myself!
One positive thing yesterday was one of my oldest and best friend's 21st birthday. It was a chance to immediately be surrounded by friends again and sort of blocked the Uni stuff out, although everyone was asking about it. When they did I just spouted the same generic answer of 'Dunno what I'm gonna do' and then left it at that!
Anyway, I'm gonna leave it there. I start work at 6am tomorrow morning, so I have to get up at 4:45! I'm trying to watch as much TV as I can before then!
Much Love
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