The Perception Of Uni

People have this idea of the first year at uni to be nothing but one big party, I know I used to. But no. Completely misguided. I’ve been there just over a week and I have one essay due in in a couple of days. It wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t based on the communist manifesto. Great. Wish me luck.


Social Interaction. Apparently Everything Counts.

Ok, I’ll admit I have gotten far too into my sociology book but it’s so interesting! I don’t think I’m reading the units for this year but hey-ho, I’m enjoy and learning (it actually is possible)

Is the facial expressions we do learned from others or is that just how we react?

At  first I would have said it was picked-up from other people. But apparently it’s not. There was a study of 6 born deaf and blind children who smiled, raised their eyebrows in surprise. So, how did they know that? How do we all know the right reaction/emotion?

Love reading this stuff!!! 😀

Sitting there in my old school sixth form with my friend made us realise that nothing is going to stay the same. The school is being rebuilt to a ‘better’ standard. Though, I don’t think ‘better’ means to make it look more like a hospital and less like the school we all went to for 7 years. So, we took pictures, had some coffee, basically just trying to relive the last 2 years of A-level. But all the things we used to talk about are irrelevant. Things have changed. Almost everyone is moving off to different universities, we all have to face the fact that we’re probably not going to see most of our friends again. We had fun. We Re-lived it a little. But that will probably be the last time we will ever feel ‘on top’ of the student food chain (until we get our degrees i suppose). Best time of my life was with my friends there and it’s hard to let go of.

Guess it’s time to start all over again.


Dumber and Dumber

I don’t know whether it’s due to the six weeks holiday (though mine started in late June and is still going till October) or because it’s a completely new league but these books I have to read are just making me feel so thick.Constantly having to look up words is not doing my confidence any good. So, after looking up a word I decide to do little drawings to help explain it to myself, good job my lecturers wont have to see my notes!

Does anyone else ever feel like this when they start a new year of something? A job, GCSE, A-Levels or uni?

But I guess it’s just time to crack open my book again and try to understand it! *determined*

“Education is our passport to the future, for tomorrow belongs to the people who prepare for it today.”

The Future. Why is it so scary? Is it because you don’t know what is going to happen? Is it because you think you can’t fulfil the expectations you had before? Or, and here’s probably the one that you don’t want to admit to yourself, you’re scared of letting go to the things and people that you love and make you feel comfortable because you think that if you move on that’s it, it’s all over. You want to stay comfortable because let’s face it, it’s the easiest option! But who ever said easier was any better? Letting go may be the hardest thing you’ll ever do but it may be the best. It’s just hard to let go of the things you love in order to move on and get the best out of life that you can.

Education. They put such a massive emphasis on this that we believe that it is the only goal in life. I’m not saying it’s not important (hey, I’m going to uni to get a degree and then become a teacher) but there are other things to life and people are successful without it. They say that ‘education is vital. It maps out and sets your future’ Well, what if I don’t want it to be set? What if I want to do something else? Isn’t it so annoying when people tell you that you’re going to be great at this and eventually do that! We’re human, we’re designed to be a bit indecisive! This is why I don’t want to Prepare. It leads onto the future which you can’t be prepared for because it’s unpredictable!! So why not enjoy the moments you have and wait for the future to knock at the door, it’ll come soon enough.