It’s now the beginning of my sixth week here at Staffordshire University and if it’s one thing I’ve learnt, it’s regardless of who you’re with, what you’re studying, where you are, and how you’re living it; student life is amazing.
What you hear about university is what you get. Freedom to do as you please, the easiness of making friends like you did at nursery, cheap student offers bombarding you everywhere, and most importantly; experiencing the craziest nights out of your whole entire lives. (I will never forgive myself for being in the state I was in at Carnage. Ever). Already I’ve learnt so much about myself, the people around me and how quickly food goes out of date. Funnily enough- the biggest challenge in my life right now is making sure those chicken fillets chilling in my fridge are eaten before their sell-by-date in attempt to avoid more food in the bin and endless takeaways that are now my answer to every failed cooking experience I’ve dealt with.
Realistically it won’t always be all fun and games once the work load kicks in but the entire aspect of university is a persistent learning progress. The experience of growing up fast- mixed with the emotions of never feeling so young and liberated is incomparable. One of the most valued lessons I’ve been taught already, is that having no prejudice is one of the most favourable qualities you can learn to have. Constantly being on nights out surrounded by people whose main concern is what shoes you have on your feet or what music you’re listening to on your iPod- it’s never been so refreshing to get away from it all and associate myself with people I would never usually make the effort with back home.
So even without the trendy nights out and immaculate city centre Birmingham has to offer, it seems the ‘two decades behind’ and ‘bleak’ city has proved itself wrong and has established just how fufilling student life truly can be, even without a Nandos here...
