Ah! It’s that time of year for us students to be home for the end of year festivities. I know some people who were truly excited for their fun family traditions and various celebrations that occur. I on the other hand couldn’t quite verbalise how I felt about going back home.. well I could but there definitely wasn’t anything positive that would come of it.
Hi there! Happy 2019! My plan is to write on here at least once a month, so let’s see if I can commit to that! Okay so by now I’ve missed January and tried near the beginning of February but what I first wrote wasn’t good enough so here’s me trying again before my March attempt(s)!
In September, I will be in my 2nd and final year of college before I head off to university. That means that this summer, I've gotta be looking around at where I want to spend the next 4+ years of my life. Currently, I've got my heart set on unis that are a fair distance away (I live in the West Midlands of England and my main choice right now is Scotland just to put it into context) but that's because they do courses that I'm thoroughly interested in and can see myself going into fields of work that those courses can lead me to.
I am currently going through what I would class as the worst type of writer’s block. This is when I know exactly what I want to write and I just need to get these points and ideas out of my system but I just don't know how.
I started college in September 2017 and expected it to be the beginning of a two year prison sentence before I went off to university and went through a four year sentence. I have always hated being in school. Primary (elementary) school and secondary (high) school were the worst experiences of my life. Sure, I had good moments but for the most part, I would never ever want to relive those moments again.