Ending uni.

Little Miss Fran taking over the blog again, I did not write often because I did not find inspiration or did not have enough time… I have now since I’m officially on summer holidays! I should be happy, I am but it also means the end of three incredible years at university.

At first I really didn’t know what to expect from it, I loved high school so much I was really scared to enter the student world. I also had a lot of stereotypes about college from what I watched on American TV series… What a disappointment to find out it looks anything like it!

These three years were tough, physically and emotionally. I tried as much as I could to keep my grades up cause that’s just who I am, too nervous about everything… Study hard to suceed became more than a simple motto. Anyway as long as the years went by, university went from ‘it sucks’ to ‘it’s ok’ and there was nothing I could do about it.

I am 20 years old and I still don’t know what I want to do with my life, scary, isn’t it? But I like to think that what’s supposed to happen must happen. It was God’s will to put me through these three years of university and to learn beause I learnt soooo much from it. More important is I made amazing friends over the years and just for that I’m thankful for these years. I know that even if we’re going apart we will always stay in touch.

I’m just going to end this post by quoting my favorite show One Tree Hill “Now is the time for us to shine, the time when our dreams are in reach and possibilities, vast. Now is the time for all of us to become the people we always dreamed of being. This is your world. You’re here. You matter. The world is waiting.” This sums it all.

A new chapter is closing…

After three years, it eventually came to an end. Yesterday at noon, I finished the last exam of my bachelor degree.  The last in three years. Three years of hard work, of tears, of joy, of sadness and of laughs. I cannot believe it is over. I don’t realize it yet.

I still remember the day I discovered I had made it. I freaked out. Like, completely. I kept saying things like “this is a mistake!” or “I don’t want to go there anymore!”. My parents were worried at the time, and I think I must have been a lot of trouble. I have always been that indecisive girl who doesn’t know what to do with her life. It isn’t easy to find enough motivation to study when there is no goal to be reached. I struggled a lot. From the first day, I thought “this is a nightmare!” and “I want to quit!”. I was saying those things without thinking much ahead.

I have never been the hard-working girl people think I am. In fact, I just hate revising, and I always knew it would be a problem at some point. Struggling so much to keep my grades at normal level was probably part of the reason why I considered giving up so many times.

But I did not. And now, looking back, it was the right choice. It took me a lot of time to adjust to that new life. Being an high school student was rather relaxing in comparison. But I learnt many, many things. After three years, I finally got used to this. I now fully understand the importance of studying and how much I benefitted from my classes. I will try to remember all the precious advices my teachers gave me, but to be honest, I will probably forget most of them.

Another great, great thing I owe to my degree is that I met a lot of wonderful people. You know, I have never been the kind of girl who has many friends. But quality is better than quantity, right? And the few friends I made during those three years are the best in the world. I feel so grateful to have them… they are always there for me whenever I need… I never said them that, though. I am not really the expansive type, but I should probably have thanked them properly, right?

From now on, even if our lives are taking different paths, I don’t want separation and distance to hurt our friendship, so let’s work hard to stay in touch, okay?

That’s it. This is over. From now on, I’ll continue to do my best!  But before… I think I’ll just enjoy my holidays as much as I can.

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