Things I like to do at Uni

There are many different way to enjoy Uni. It took me quite a while to be comfortable with who I am here because I don’t really do the ‘normal’ student things. I’ve posted before about being yourself and to all of you guys reading I’m going to be honest, this is a tricky one. It seems so cliché for me to do the whole ‘who am I?’ thing, I know you don’t want to read it, so I wont.   What I am going to do right now is be brutally honest about what I enjoy about uni at the moment (it may change) and be totally honest.

Going to the pub

 

This week I went on a spontaneous trip to the pub, it was the most comfortable I’d felt in town in a while. The best thing? There was no pressure to get drunk, we sat, chatted and laughed oh and we ate,  that’s always a good thing. I love my friends and these guys in particular know me well enough to respect my choices

Eating out!

These are a few of my Kingston Hill friends on a trip to Frankie and Benny’s, I’ve started to love eating out although maybe that’s because I’m hopeless at cooking…

Changing things for other students

So there isn’t a picture for this one but I’ve started trying to get involved with helping other students, the blog was just the start! I’m in talks with the Student Union about Mental Health and I will be applying to be a Student Ambassador to hopefully work with potential students and be as good to them as our student ambassadors were to me.

Film nights with the girls 

Ok so this picture was from army night but you get the jist. Christie and I love film nights when we’re both here, Dream Girls is next on the list!

Making music

This one hasn’t change and I hope it never does, this photo is from the SU website after we played in there a week or two ago, I met some really great people there too 🙂

Getting involved in what I want to study

I get really excited about having options of what I can study. There are so many possibilities within Literature! I may sound like a geek but in a way I am so glad because that means I chose the right thing to study, bring on second year options!!

Being a part of ‘Amy moments’ 

This girl makes me laugh so much! There are things that just seems to be classic ‘Amy moments’ for example dancing around the Spoons toilets and triumphing over the Henry Hoover….as I said ‘Amy moment’s

Cuddling up with the best guy in the world

We might act old but I love this guy and cuddles are THE best thing in the world after a long day.

BLOGGING! 

Well this one is fairly obvious isn’t it 🙂

A visit from my Mummy!

Slightly worse for ware after all the rain…..

Last night I was excited beyond belief, my Mum was finally coming to properly visit Kingston! Despite not sleeping through the night and feeling awful when I got up we both got the the station at the same time for a very lovely cuddle. I love it when my Mum is here, although I have to admit it is a bit weird! This is going to be a brief post as I’m heading up to Kingston Hill tonight to help some lovely boys with their essays.

Although it wasn’t for long, having Mum up here made me realise that I’m actually pretty settled now. I loved showing her around, taking her on the bus (while she was very pleased she could pretend to be a student) and just generally telling her everything about uni. The best thing though was how much we laughed today, I’ve missed just laughing with my Mum and our silly sense of humour. After out christmassy hot drinks it was time for her to go though but I’ll be seeing her again this weekend along with the rest of my family!!

We like to sleep all day….and that’s about it

I’m sorry in advance for this post being short but as you can tell from the title I didn’t get much done today. After staying up talking to my flatmate Jamie (and then my very drunk flat mate Jay) until 4am I did intend to get up. I actually did get up at 11.30 and had a shower, then I got up again at 2.00 and again at 4.00, this is definitely not like me but now my headaches gone and I’ve had a lazy student day! 

Tomorrow I have my Mum coming to visit so hopefully there will be more to write about! 

Reasons why I don’t mix well with clubbing.

Last night I took the plunge and actually went out to a club…it’s easy to say that I wasted a fiver. It was my flat mates 18th birthday so I went out with her and some of her friends after pre drinks at the flat. I was nervous but I needed to give it a go for the sake of trying more than anything (even though I was absolutely freezing). So we went and luckily we were on the list so we didn’t have to queue for long, however this was my first encounter of an idiot boy during the night. So the little boy as I’m going to call him decided it was funny to tell his friends that he wanted to ‘spit on us’ because we were on the list, absolutely charming. It didn’t get better, I started to lose more faith in people my own age. Now I know that sounds really dramatic but oh my lord you should have seen some of the people in the club last night!

Anyway, I’m not here to gossip. We went into what is called ‘cheese night’ I had been told by a lot of people this was one of the places to go on a Friday night. I was told it was fun, loads of music to dance around to from your childhood or just great songs to be silly too. I found it really weird, I knew 90% of the songs but when I looked around it was all alien to me. People were stood around and there was a clear divide between girls and boys and absolutely everyone was wasted. I thought I’d get into the party, drinking spirit but it just wasn’t that fun. Most of the girls were falling all over each other and some were wearing skirts so short I could clearly see their knickers while a lot of gross guys leaned against the wall shouting things at them or eyeing anyone up. To sum it up I felt old and out of place. 

The night ended with me running in tears for the bus after getting separated from my friends, luckily Ali was at the other end of the phone to make me feel better. I got back at 2am, showered and got ready for bed, I’d learnt my lesson clubbing really isn’t my scene. The problem with this is that I’m not a conventional student, so I don’t really know what to do with myself now. I sit in at night doing work and watching TV most of the time thinking about what I can do. I want to go places and do things but the problem is trying to locate people who arn’t busy to do these things with, I swear EVERYONE is always out! Ok so maybe not but still. If I’m honest I do find it hard not being with Ali as much, I’ve become a clingy pain in the arse when I’m alone and that’s NOT ok. I vow to you my lovely readers I will change and start exploring…it’s just finding out what I want to do.

6 Tips for choosing your course

Ok so there comes time where certain students *cough,cough* end up changing their minds about what course they want to do. Now when I was at college I thought this was crazy, how hard is it to choose a course? Here’s the answer, very and a lot of people change their minds along the way. As we all know you don’t get that much time between finishing your first year at college and having to know what you want to study. Here are a few tips for you, yes you sitting there thinking you have all the time in the world. You don’t.

1. Do you have any idea what you want to do? 

If you do that’s fantastic and you are one of the very few lucky ones who has a clear goal in mind, skip ahead. For those of you who are like me and have no idea what you want to be when you grow up here’s the plan. Ask yourself 3 questions..

– What do I like to do?

– Is there anything I’m interested in that I could study?

– Is Uni the only option for this? (I added this one as uni doesn’t suit everyone and for over £8000 you don’t want to be forced into going)

2. Why do I want to go to Uni? 

There are so many reasons people go to Uni but let me put this simply it’s not all parties. We all hear tales of the freshers that come back in the summer months claiming to be drunk every night and asleep all day, I’ll tell you now that rarely happens. I’m sorry to burst your bubble but if that is why you’re coming to uni then you will have a rude awakening. You are encouraged to meet friends and have fun but at the end of the day you are at uni to work, that’s what you’re PAYING for! Make sure you’re applying with some motivation to actually do the work when you get there because no one wants to repeat first year.

3. Where do I want to be? 

Location,location, location. When I started looking at Uni’s the most important thing was where I felt at home at my first open day at Kingston I didn’t think it would win at all. It felt busy and crowded and ugly, something I really didn’t want. My heart was set on the beach and I actually told someone at Kingston this on my first visit then I visited again…and again. I fell in love with it and now I’m here Kingston Hill is one of my favourite places (and I don’t even study there). My main advice for this is don’t just look at the Uni itself go and look at the surrounding areas, I’m sure I would have fallen in love with Kingston the first time had I done that.

4. Visit as many Open Days as possible…and try and see through the free sweets

 Every University you visit are trying to pull you in, remember that. Some give away prizes, sweets,chocolate,pen etc. in order to try and persuade you but really think about what you want to know (plus you get all this in freshers week anyway). You’ll be paying off the debt for a very long time so you need to be sure of the University and what it stands for. One of the reasons I liked Kingston and decided to apply was because I really felt like there were no stupid questions ( I still feel like that now actually) and that I would be taken on as a person, not a statistic. Don’t be scared to talk about yourself and what you need either, if you have a worry or an issue be open with them, see what they say.

5. Talk to people who have studied your subject

My boyfriends cousin was so helpful with this. She was finishing her final year at Uni when I was applying so any questions I had she could tell me the truth. Don’t always trust forums though because some people will try to scare you, especially if you’re moving to London. Not everyone has a helpful family member so try talking to your subject teachers, ask your uni if they have any way you can talk to students (Kingston have a whole blog set up where current students can answer any questions you have).

6. If you make the wrong decision don’t panic! 

 So I’ve done the UCAS, the exams, freshers week, THE LOT. Guess what? I chose the wrong damn course. Although these are tips people get to uni and realise that they were wrong and that’s ok. It took me a while to admit that I didn’t like my Creative Writing course but now I have things are being sorted out. I can sleep knowing that next year I’ll be full field Literature and it wont make a difference to my overall degree. So if you get a bit stuck go and talk to someone, everyone can make a mistake the important part is to fix it.

Changing your mind

As you all know I have had a lot of second thoughts about Creative Writing for about a month now but apart from my blog I’ve kept it quiet in uni apart from the people I have to tell. 

The truth is I’ve been struggling with the fact that I’ve changed my mind. In a way it  felt kind of like a failure, I’ve always been organised and well researched when it comes to uni. I like to know what’s going on and admitting I was wrong and picked the wrong course…it upset me. I honestly believed I was picking a course I was going to love. 

There are so many factors as to why I’ve changed my mind it’s not just people not liking my style, that would be stupid. I just don’t feel like I’m moving forward, I don’t feel confident in the group and I don’t feel like I need a Creative Writing degree to be a writer. It’s different to English Literature because I’m in love with it and passionate and I do extra work because I enjoy it! 

What I’m really trying to say is I’ve worked out that it’s ok to change your mind. Things don’t always go the way we planned, but I suppose that’s just life. 

Remember,remember the 5th of November…the day that I got off my arse

 

Alright so unless you talk to my parents most people will agree that I try and get on and do things (if you’re reading this the dishwasher doesn’t count Mum!), after yesterday’s down day I woke up still in a foul mood..uh oh! I slept in late intentionally so I could try and see if I simply needed sleep to relieve my mood, I was wrong. I don’t know why I get like it really I just get in a foul mood and I can’t shake it no matter how hard I try. In my driving lesson things picked up, I can definately still successfully drive and not crash into anything (always a bonus). Then as the lesson came to an end my mood started to decrease after a few comments. I’m naturally nervous but this wasn’t too much of a problem today. Despite my progress and skills my instructor has made it clear to pass by Janurary I have to do 2 hours a week with him or go all the way back to Basingstoke and drive with my parents, both were pretty silly ideas. It takes me between an hour and two hours to get back to Basingstoke and a return journey is £30.00 roughly which isn’t happening, as well as the expense I moved away to be independent not rely on Mum and Dad. His other suggestion seemed odd, on the one hand I was being told I was a brilliant driver and that I could easily pass my test now on my driving skills. On the other hand here I am being told that I have to have 2 hours a week of lessons (at the lovely price of £40 may I add) or I wont be ready for my test. It makes no sense at all!! So now I’m in the game of attempting to find yet another instructor which is of course great fun.

So I felt slightly put out and not in the best mood to attend the meeting. Toi cut a long story short my lecturers are a great network of support. After a long discussion with my director of studies and a chat with my Literature lecture by chance I have submitted an application to become a full field literature student!! I’m so excited and scared at the prospect and it’ll be a lot of work but hopefully I’ll get my creative writing mojo back if I drop it! It’s very possiblethey will say no this late in the term but I have the full support of my lecturers. If not things have been put in place to make sure I will be a full field Literature student from second year onwards!

In the words of Katy Perry ‘You’re gonna hear me roar’ and that Kingston is what you are going to get.

A productive day…or so I thought!

Today  I have been very pleased with myself. I got up with time to spare and ended up making it to uni half an hour early to attend my mental health meeting. To put it bluntly I don’t like the meetings at all, the bore and irritate me and I don’t feel like anything gets achieved. I tried to stay positive and got it over and done with despite some really disappointing news.

Onwards and upwards they usually say so I continued, got myself a Starbucks and a cake and carried on in the library getting quite a lot of work done (the silent area is incredible when you have a lot to do) before meeting my friend Joe. I set off into town to try  and get Ali’s birthday present sorted, however I now have to go back to Basingstoke for this!!! I was still quite happy about this when I got the bus home and was given a lovely dinner by my flatmate (he felt sorry for my god damn awful cooking last night… don’t even ask!). It wasn’t until it hit me what this mental health meeting had done did I start to get angry. I don’t want to go into too much detail in regards to other but I’ve been having some difficulties at uni lately and after talking to the right people I now have to relay everything again to more important people and I really don’t feel comfortable with it. So now instead of the happy Chloe I’ve been for the last few days I’m stressed,tired and anxious. 

I’m desperately hoping tomorrow will be better and I’ll have a good day but right now I think it’s time for bed. 

Claire

Claire and I at Ali’s birthday dinner 

Ali’s birthday was made extra special this year, with a visit from his big sister! This meant I had a visitor for the night. Now I’ve already spoken about Ali’s surprise party and everything that happened yesterday so I won’t remind you again. Today I had Claire all to myself and it was time to show her around Kingston, shopping style. Having said that I was quite lucky have Claire as a guest, she generally knows where she wants to shop so we didn’t spend hours being indecisive.

In fact the best thing about today was where we found our ideal buys (well Claire did, I didn’t buy much today). I’m a big fan of charity shops and apparently so is Claire. After out last shop in Kingston (a vintage shop on Old London Road) we decided to head back to Surbiton and see what we could find, the result was just short of beautiful. Claire found lots of beautiful designer clothes for a fraction of the price, I think it’s safe to say she went home with lighter pockets but a bigger smile.

It was so great having Claire here because she is a hub of uni advice. Although some things have changed since she graduated (although not much, she only graduated a year or two ago!) the best thing she’s taught me is that you don’t have to know what you want to be when you leave Uni. She’s still searching and she’s happy, so it gives me hope. I’m back at the flat alone now and it’s a little too quiet and a little lonely after it being the first night back by myself but alas the essays are calling me….

A very special birthday

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Just after midnight on November 2nd you could hear the excited sequels of a new box of Lego being opened. You may assume this was a pair of naughty children who had waited till midnight to open their birthday presents, that wasn’t the case Ali and ben got very excited by The Hobbit Lego Ali got for his 20th birthday. As you can see above no time was wasted, we sat and watched Ali put it together until about 1am while I was secretly ecstatic that Ali still wasn’t a grown up haha!  I’d casually joked to him that once he turned 20 I would leave him for a younger model, I didn’t you’ll be pleased to know. I don’t know why but I find 20 a really big deal and I dread that in 10 months time I’ll have to face being in my twenties…your twenties is where your supposed to figure things out! Uh-oh!

The next day Ali had no idea what was in store and he stayed in bed while I went to pick up his sister from the station. She knew what was going on and I filled her in on the final details as we dropped her stuff at mine. Meanwhile the party was being prepared and I was stuck on a bus 20 minutes away, luckily we managed to get back in time. This was the result…

 A cake made of doughnuts 

A brilliant table decoration thanks to Amy, Alexia and Ben 

 

And a happy Ali after we ended up in Pizza Hut (despite me getting the wrong present oops!). After that he got to also spend some time with his sister, I’d call it a success 🙂 Happy 20th Ali, I’ll forgive you for getting old.