I actually can’t believe that I’ve got to this point and that my time at uni is coming to an end. Feels like yesterday that I was having a leaving party with my family and they all had bought me sets of stationary and little things to help me through student life. Feels like I only just set up this blog, wanting to help myself to get writing and get out into the writer/blogger community! I have had the absolute time of my life and I can’t believe the end is almost here.
Obviously, I don’t want to leave, and I will look back on my time at uni as the best years of my life, but right now, I am 100% DONE with education. I have had enough! I just want to actually get out there and put the things I have learnt to the test. Even at the start of third year I remember feeling like this. I remember sitting in my lounge with my best friend, and we decided that this wasn’t for us anymore and we were going to run away to Antarctica to be with the penguins. That obviously didn’t happen, because at the end of the day, we did want to graduate and I’m not sure how well she would have dealt with the cold. But it was safe to say that the end could not come soon enough.
Now that it’s here I still feel the same. But I’m slightly dragging out this last bit of time. I was looking at some of my first year uni photos and I couldn’t help but wish I could go back to the start and do it all again. So much has changed since those photos and most of the people in them aren’t really in my life anymore but I had the best time and it was all part of the fun!
One thing that surprised me this year was my dissertation and the process of it. As I’m doing a Creative Writing degree, an option for our dissertation was to do a creative piece, which I was thrilled about because there was NO way I would be able to write a 10,000 word essay. I would be so bored of it. I decided to do a short story of young adult fiction as it’s my favourite genre to read, so I imagined that I would really enjoy writing it.
The process overall was quite enjoyable and not nearly as stressful as I had envisioned. I feel almost cheated in my experience, like I should have endured multiple breakdowns and several tragic moments of not saving my work, or accidentally blowing the printer up, or even spelling my name wrong on the final copy. None of which happened, thank god, but is it masochistic of me to kind of wish I had something like that happen? I sound completely ungrateful and stupid, but like the saying goes ‘bad soundcheck, good show’. I can’t help but feel I got off too lightly and that karma will come round and give me a fail, or my dissertation will get lost in the marking process. I mean, it’s me. I attract bad luck. So we will have to wait and see.
Back to the actual dissertation, it was, as you would expect, the longest thing I had written and the most enjoyable thing I had written. I would never have thought I would feel this proud of it and myself! I never really look back on work I have done, nor does my work ever see anything outside of the confines of my laptop hard drive, but this piece was something I would let people see and would even continue working on.
I have a lot of advice that I would give to anyone writing their dissertations, but I feel it would be a waste of time. No matter how many people tell you to start early, get it done over the summer before you have too much to do, don’t leave it to the last minute – you won’t follow that advice. You have to figure out your own rhythm and your own way of writing that gets words down on a screen. If I could give any sound advice it would be to not follow other people’s methods and to take matters into your own hands. You are the only one who can write it, so you have to help yourself in any way you can. Also, send yourself your work on email after every change you make!! ALWAYS BACK YOUR WORK UP PEOPLE!!!
Printing off my dissertation was such an exciting and thrilling moment in my uni life, and I was so happy to celebrate the end of that. It’s amazing to hold it and see it as this huge thing that you have made! Take time to be proud of yourself for that, and get lots of generic pictures with it.
I feel that this post is almost a dissertation in itself now, so I will leave it at that. I am honored to have had my people around me to help me through this time and I cannot wait to pass that finish line.