Feck! What a four years that was…
I’m not talking about some insane relationship I’ve been keeping from you or some cult I finally managed to escape. I’m talking about the last four years of my slaving and late night cramming all the name of getting a degree. University. She’s over and it’s still kind of surreal.
It felt like forever ago that I started and to be honest, back then I never thought I’d finish. I was a late University-bloomer. I had two years off after school and worked. So as my high school friends were all finishing their degrees I was only mid-way. But I’m thrilled with myself that I stuck at it. There were moments it got painfully frustrating at it seemed easy to quit, there were moments I had to re-sit papers (most FRUSTRATING thing in the goddamn world!!), but I’ve made it.
Like I say, it’s surreal. But I’m beyond excited! I’m ready for the next chapter of my life to begin and absolutely thrilled to know that I don’t have to write 1,500-2,000 word essay this weekend, or next weekend, or the next. Fantastic!
On a totally different tangent… last night I went to have dinner at Navy man’s parents! My god, I know. We’re not “official” but I’ve met his parents and his Nan, all lovely people, so relaxed. It was awesome. Things seem to be moving fast, after 6 weeks, but then the whole official thing isn’t. Yeah confusing. But I’m just going with the flow…
*Subject to the harshness of my lecturers marking, but I’m fairly confident.