Almost five weeks have gone by since I started uni. I go to a local university in my city, about an hour away. I decided to major in Marketing and minor in Media Studies. But this won't be applied until my second year, if I stay that long.
During the first few days, I was quite ill and was not able to go by my first week as smoothly as I wanted it to be. My colds were awful and the chest coughs that came along with it were hard to suppress. This went on for weeks and became a downside to making good first impressions. :P
|Me during the first week of uni|
However, I did make friends on my first day which is UNBuhLIEVABOL. Before I went to uni on the first day, I was worried I wouldn't be able to make friends easily. It was honestly scary for me to think that I could possibly spend the rest of the semester alone, having a few acquaintances here and there. Thankfully, lots of people were friendly. But then there's also that paranoia that I might be too clingy.
Most of the time, my friends and I hang out in the student union which is basically like a student lounge with bean bag chairs, couches, a tv and some other forms of ways to entertain ourselves while we wait until our next class, or we eat in the cafeteria. The library is only an option if we want to go study or do our online homeworks. During my vacant times spent alone, I religiously use the PS3 whenever I have the time to do so or Skype with my boyfriend whilst eating.
First week down, and I'm already pretty sure that I've made a circle of friends that I constantly talk to on a daily basis.
Second week came and it was more of exploring the university and getting settled. Not much happened that week, I think. I did meet more people tho.
During the third week, the uni held a club fair which I took as an opportunity to socialize and be a part of cool clubs. This was honestly what I was looking forward to since the first day.This higher-ed(is that a word??) my expectations and so, I decided to join as many clubs as I could. And guess what? I overestimated myself to do so because now, I barely have any vacant time to go to all the club meeting which, by the way, are almost all held on the same time and day. I ended up dropping two clubs to make time for the others.
Fourth week happened like a blink of an eye. The music club told me that I have to go through an audition so I could get in and I decided to sing and play my ukulele. This made me incredibly nervous considering I've never played in front of a crowd but lots of people thought I did great. I played Riptide by Vance Joy because I knew it by heart so much. The rest of my fourth week consisted of people telling me how great I did and that they'd love to see me play more. I know it sounds wonderful but I swear, I cracked my voice at the beginning because I was too nervous and had to apologize to everyone.
So far, everything is okay, really. Except for statistics because kdfjbsdkjbsglkbr. It's oddly much more chill than high school but that's probably because I'm still in my first semester of freshman year. There are some downsides to being in this uni that I go to but I think I can live with that for a year. But for more than that? I don't know. It's comfortable to be here but that's one of the reasons why I don't want to stay.
My uni life seems so mundane but there are some things that doesn't make it seems so bad to me as I thought. OH and the great thing is that being in uni opened me to so many wonderful things like being able to volunteer in the film festival this year once again, volunteer as a science communicator for the science festival and a bunch of other stuff. I had my interview for my part-time job, had my CV made and all that and I NAILEDDD ITTT. I got accepted which is awesooome.
Most of it was of me talking about how I love volunteering, socializing with humans and being calm under pressure when really...