University – The World As I Had Never Experienced It.
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| Separation - Not something I thought about prior to University. |
Okay, so in retrospect I should have begun this blog many
months ago, on my first night of University, the 18th September
2012.
In no way could I describe September 18th as
beginning a perfectly normal day - that is something it could never be. Born
and raised in a small historical market, I attended the best local state primary
school. Following my basic education there I progressed onto the nearest secondary
school.
| The Ancient Greek Alphabet |
An ex-grammar, all girls’ institution, this school shaped my next seven
years. Due to its previously public status the school offered a number of
subjects which are not often taught at state secondary schools. These included
Latin, Ancient Greek and Classics, these subjects and the department
responsible for them undoubtedly placed me of a path that I would not otherwise
be following. I do not and never could regret this.
However, there are downfalls to education in a single-sex
school and this was perhaps something I did not understand to its full extent
until fairly recently.
It would be a lie to say that anyone is without nerves on
entering the new world of higher education but for me it was more than that. A
deep fear had taken root inside of me; described as ‘quirky’ and ‘somewhat
different’ I saw no reason to believe that my fear was unfounded. Before
reaching university I had become friends with four future flatmates via social
networking sites.[1]
Three girls and a boy. This was going to be change enough. In the two years of
sixth form some of my classes had been combined with the corresponding boys’
school, but still this gave me very little knowledge on the attitudes and
actions of the opposite sex.
| No this is not the state of our Uni kitchen! Emma and I keep it very clean in comparison! |
I found Cassie, Laura and Emma online and after flicking
through a few photos on their profiles I was horrified to find that they all
seemed as different from me as was humanly possible. The boy, Ben, seemed
somewhat more likeable, a Cummings quote on his page reassuring me that I would
be able to have conversations about literature with him. Of two more housemates
however, I was completely oblivious; Jason and Mathew. The latter was a foreign
exchange student, some years above us and due to his arrival a week late we
never got a chance to bond with him. Jason on the other hand quickly became my
best friend. I had never even been true friends with a guy, and therefore this
again was a whole new experience for me.
| A clubbing holiday in Zante - my own personal nightmare. |
As it turned out all five of my new flatmates were not half
as scary as I had believed them to be through internet acquaintance. Emma,
despite her drunken Zante photos, turned out to be deeper than I could ever
have imagined. Cassie and Laura, somewhat exclusive at first soon became people
I could pop to for a chat about anything that was worrying me. And Ben, who I
had assumed would be studious and closest to me in personality turned out to be
irresponsible, sarcastic, irritating, but the best person to give an
outsiders/male view on a situation ever. Despite his constant annoying habits;
leaving washing in the sink, forgetting his key and therefore ringing the doorbell
at three in the morning and playing football in the kitchen, Ben has something
strangely endearing about him. He listens when you think he is deaf and comes
to check up on you when he’s sensed a vibe no one else has. Jason, on the same
course as myself, introduced me to new and fantastic music, and portraying himself
as a raging socialist attempted to turn me to his cause. And to Emma, I soon
found myself pouring out my heart. Every emotion, every problem, and every
situation that I normally kept to myself due the larger issues within my
at-home friendship group, I was at once revealing to Emma. This new freedom,
these new friendships, gave me something I had never experienced before. It
felt strangely stable, and after a fortnight, as I Skipped friends from home I
was honestly surprised to hear that their University lifestyle was not shaping
up to be as positive as my own.
[1] For
the purposes of this blog all names have been altered, as have locations, but
the events will still be represented accurately.

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