It’s hard to believe, that after today, it’s pretty much the end of my days of undergraduate university! A friend mentioned that I probably hadn’t really changed throughout my five year ordeal – not that he knew me until last year…
Have I changed? mac.rob friends say I’m more confident. I probably am. Still not up to society’s standards. I’m more blase about things and have learnt to let go of more trivial issues and matters. Have I learnt much from uni? Has it been a valuable experience? In some ways, yes. However, the quality of my education has varied. Unfortunately, I’ve mostly had terrible, uninspiring lecturers who have literally bored me to sleep. Passionate lecturers are all too rare, but have helped restored any slight faith in the university system.
If there’s any year where I’ve learnt more about myself, I think it may have been this final year. Instead of escaping to home as soon as a class finished, I actually hung around various people in 440, even those who weren’t in my team. It’s a good and bad thing to have that feel of a village community in 440. I found myself actually wanting to stay at uni, observing how people socialise, interact, tease and annoy each other. I wanted to hear what people had to say. I wanted to know what the latest gossip about people I had no idea about. I wanted to be with people. Well, with people I “knew” in, at least a limited sense. I wanted to be that proverbial fly on the wall, sometimes. Also, this year, it just seemed easier to be me
I finally got my hair cut. I was supposed to get it cut before Panorama, but it was never really top of my priority list. Of course, it’s only a trim. Funnily, no one realised except for one person. Not even my family, haha! Oh well, it was only a trim… The hairdresser was really nice, but I think she got a little bit too much out of me. Why did I answer her question?!