This is for you. By Daisy.
Three years ago, I achieved my goal of getting into a prestigious uni. I was so chuffed with myself. I couldn’t believe that a) my personal statement had convinced them to offer me a place and b) I actually went on to meet the conditions of that offer. So it was a no brainier that it would be my first choice of uni.
Problem was, I had been so blinkered by its sparkly reputation that I didn’t really look at other important things like module choices or assessment methods.
So BOY I was in for a shock when term started.
In the space of a few months, I had jumped from someone who was top of the class at college to someone who was struggling to keep up with even the ‘basic’ lectures at uni. This did not do my self esteem or mental health any good at all. I cried constantly. I formed an unhealthy relationship with the pizza shop beneath my flat. But I did discover New Girl while procrastinating so... win?
It finally took its toll on me 2 years ago today. I realised I wasn’t going to come out on top if I continued, and that wasn’t a place I wanted to get to. I spoke with my parents and decided I would try a different uni the next academic year, and that I would be sensible about my choices this time.
This time two years ago, I was on my way back home. I am now at a university which is so much better suited to me and my interests and I couldn’t be happier. I didn’t fail, I just changed the plan a little.