When
I’m home sick, I’m taking a long hard look at this post.
My
God it’s time. I was meant to start a course at Swansea University last year as
soon as I got my A-Level results. Something just didn’t feel right to me, yes I
got the results I hoped for and I’d gotten into University; I should have been
happy. I couldn’t shake of the feeling of just knowing I’d be stuck at home for
the next three years, same routine, same environment, same people; well in-fact
different people seeing as all my friends had moved. I took a blind leap,
and switched from the degree course to the foundation course at the last
minute. Doing that was the best decision I ever made. Knowing that I’m leaving
so much behind is daunting, but the alternative is to stay and believe me I
don’t want that. I’m tried of my Mum and sister bickering all the bloody time;
I’m tired of waking up every morning knowing I’m in… Neath. It’s time I lived
by own means and saw what else life has to offer. Just knowing your starting your life, YOUR life properly; on your own terms... it's such a nice feeling.
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