Finally when summer came around, after a really un-fun few months, known as the exam period, I went on holiday to Florida since my sister was working there at Disney's Animal Kingdom theme park. Whilst on holiday I received my A-Level results, I was overjoyed to find out I achieved 3 A's overall and got in to my first choice university to study journalism - factors that made waking up at 4am due to time zone problems much, much easier.
So, once home from Florida and after numerous shopping trips to pick up uni essentials, September rolled around and it was time to make the move to my uni in London. Now this takes me on to talking about life at university, I will try and sum up my four months I've spent here so far as briefly as I can...
Firstly, I am not going to lie, the idea of moving away from home scared me a lot. For starters, I had had the same group of friends since I was ten-years-old and was totally terrified I had lost the ability to make new friendships. I'm quite a shy person anyway and definitely enjoy the comforts of my own home. Also, most importantly, how was I going to survive not seeing the loves of my life - my dogs - almost everyday?!
The day I moved in to halls, my mum and sister were with me to help, however this moving in process was certainly a struggle when your room is on the fourth floor with no lift - I did not, and still don't know what the person who designed this building was thinking... Anyway, when first entering my room I can't say I was loving the features it had, such as the camp bed and mouldy shower - but I did know what to expect after visiting for an open day, and at least my bathroom is an en-suite, right? But, by the time I stuck a Taylor Swift poster on the wall and had hung up some fairy lights, it started to feel much more homely and cosy. Then the evening arrived, this was when I met my flat mates for the first time, who are perfectly nice, so no issues here.
Then the notorious freshers week made it's appearance. Maybe one of the most over-hyped things I have heard of? But that might just be my experience. However, this week also saw the introduction of my course which got me excited to properly start it, I was also pleased I was making some friends too. After being surrounded by the same people from year 4 - year 13 it is nice getting to meet new students.
The routine of uni then soon kicked in: wake up, go to lectures, do work, cook food, whatever. But I must say the things I have done in between are fun, I am absolutely loving living in London. There's so much to do and discover. One of my favourite places I have been is Primrose Hill, the most beautiful park overlooking London, the view is breathtaking. I also love finding new places to eat, a stand-out for me has been Homeslice in Covent Garden, they do the best pizza.
A favourite hobby of mine is also to go to events and concerts - and a lot happens in London. So far I have been lucky enough to see a Q&A with Daniel Radcliffe, see Bastille and Catfish and the Bottlemen live, watch The Vamps at the Oxford Street christmas light switch-on and next week I'm going to The 1975's concert and seeing a Q&A with Louis Theroux. It's pretty hard to be bored.
But, this is ignoring the more difficult times. For example moments like me getting trapped in the ticket barrier doors at tube stations way too often, getting the tube in the wrong direction, realising the reason my cereal tastes funny is cus I hadn't noticed my milk was gone off, or wondering why my key isn't working then working out that I'm at the wrong flat - soz bout that flat 25.
So yeah, sometimes it gets too noisy living in halls, sometimes (all the time) my shower floods into my room, sometimes I miss home, sometimes I can't be bothered to cook, sometimes I miss my og squad and sometimes uni work gets too much that I cry. But for the most part, I am enjoying this new chapter in my life - ahhh, so cliche.
Uni is a weird, new thing which I'm sure everyone has different experiences with. It gets tricky but that's okay. In the words of queen T-Swizzle: "It's okay, life is a tough crowd."
Love, Millie
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