No, I’m Not Bonkers: A Transfer Student’s Retrospective

By the summer after my first year, I could see that I wasn’t thriving– I was barely even surviving. I had three options:

1. I could stay put and struggle on
2. I could drop out, or
3. I could do the unthinkable, and transfer to a university closer to my family.

My head told me to stick it out. My heart told me that I absolutely couldn’t drop out of my degree. And my entire being rushed into the realisation that really, my three options had become one.

I had to transfer, and I had just under 6 weeks to do it in.


Sleep Is For The Week & The Weak

I wanted to title this post “Things Not To Do In Bed” but my mum gave me The Look when I pitched that idea, so there you go. No more semi-inappropriate titles here. I’ve always been a bit of a night owl. I love mornings, always have, but for whatever reason I seem to be…

Freshers then, Frosh now

Okay. So. Remember in my last post when I was working the older-wiser-experienced-second year student vibe? Let’s forget about that for a minute. Today was day 2 of Frosh and let me tell you, I was not prepared for the singing, dancing, cheering, twerking avalanche of energy that exploded around me upon my arrival yesterday.…

Frosh Survival Kit

Frosh (or Freshers as we call it in the UK) is a lot of fun. It marks the beginning of a new part of your life; one that will be the backdrop to your growth and learning in all aspects, academic and otherwise. For some, it will be the first step away from home. For…