the end is nigh.

The second term of my final year at Lancaster University has ended, and with just one left, the end is in sight. It’s ridiculous how quick these three years have gone by; feels like only yesterday that I was first stepping onto campus and meeting my flatmates for the very first time with abated breath. 3 years on and 16 modules later, I’m being shoved out into the real world. I’d like to say that I am fully prepared for what’s to come now, but I’m really not. I applied for PGCE training, but due to my lack of timekeeping skills (as always) I submitted my application a bit late to only two institutions in England: Institute of Education, London, and Department of Education, Cambridge. Not exactly a good impression to make on two of the leading Teacher Training establishments. Oops. So, slightly reluctantly, I’m having to take a year out – a year full of unknowns.

So, before all the uncertainty threatens to swallow me whole, I am choosing to enjoy the stability of university life. I will miss it terribly, More specifically, I will miss the people associated with it. I have come to love many a people in the little city that is Lancaster, and saying goodbye to them will be all but easy. I imagine that I will be in need of buckets either side of me to contain the water flow from my eyes. I think some major partying is in dire need now. Let’s see the last 3 years off with a very big bang!