Surviving Semester 1

 

Semester 1 was full of surprises, new experiences both good and bad, but ones that I will never forget.

One step at a time.

When applying for the course, I didn’t expect to be bundled with the amount of essays, assignments and other numerous tasks, but I suppose that’s the life of a journalist! As soon as one assignment was completed, another popped out from nowhere.

 

 

Work hard, play even harder.

Many people who have ventured to University, always seem to go on and on about the ‘student lifestyle’ and how mind-boggling and amazing it is. Well, let me tell you, if there is one night where you don’t go out because you can’t take the smell of a drop of alcohol, you will be punished by your housemates- whether or not that is a good thing, I really don’t know. It’s crazy to think that before I came to University and started to live with a bunch of strangers (that I have grown to love) that I wouldn’t be doing half of the things that I am doing now, e.g. dressing up as a zebra and downing Jager-Bombs until 3 in the morning and also making beans on toast when I come in from a night out, very unhealthy but so worth it!

Stressful times mean for more amazing nights out.

Every so often, me and my new friend Beth (who comes from the same City as me, which I didn’t know until 2 weeks into the course) we would treat ourselves to coffees in Costa and cocktails and Caribbean food in the most amazing restaurant, Turtle Bay. These I would describe as our ‘wind down’ moments, where we could forget about all the stresses of work and concentrate on gossip, caffeine and legal substances (yes, I do mean alcohol!)