I’m at that point where university still seems so far off but yet it is edging ever closer. I’ll soon be beginning my studies, if I ever hear back from Student Finance that is…
It’s scary to think that in a couple of months I’ll be a fresher. I’ve started buying some essentials, such as the student diary which is already full of dates (tutorials, exams, TMA’s) for the upcoming year, scary stuff. I’ve started religiously reading the Nursing Times, although at the moment I struggle to make sense of most of it. “Brain can not commute”. I’m hoping as the year goes on my brain will give in and take in some of the information, I’m not going to get very far if it doesn’t. I also feel like I’ve started up a home for abandoned pens, I think I have managed to acquire far more than I will ever need.
What’s really odd is that the majority of my old school classmates are/have just finishing/finished their final year of university and I am just about to begin mine. I feel so behind everybody else and feel like the others I will be studying alongside are bound to be 18 and fresh out of A Levels…
The Journey of a Reluctant Dreamer 