Uni Days

I’ve been away for a while now. I regret to say that writing took a seat on the backburner while I juggled my new uni life. There’s so much to do and so little time. That’s how I’d describe Uni. I’d also describe it as the most intense year of my life. I’ve met so many people and have had so many coffees that my blood is basically 70% caffeine. I’ve gone out drinking and I’ve stayed home slaving over law readings. I’ve laughed a lot and I’ve cried a lot because you definitely can’t have one without the other. Overall it’s been a great experience though.

Another reason why uni has been so intense for me is because I feel like I’m on an emotional rollercoaster. Weeks 1-4 of my new life was pure and utter bliss. I was out all the time, I was making new friends, I was loving uni and loving life because I thought I had finally found my element.

But then the work set in

And soon it was all stress eating and tears.

I discovered that coffee is everywhere. There is a coffee shop every 200m because uni students are just dragging themselves from class to class. Coffee is bitter and I do not love it, but thankfully a sweet tooth invented caramel shots and Caramel Latte’s became my thing- for 50 c extra. Caramel Latte’s and Mochas (2 sugars).

A coffee a day drains the wallet each day. It’s amazing how much it all adds up after a while. Thought I was earning a pretty good paycheck until I realised coffee and food made sure I had no Myki money.

Librarians are not your friends. Neither are your lecturers. Or your tutors. Nobody helps you. This is the Hunger Games where it’s every law student for themselves. The odds are never in your favour.

Assignments are a new type of hell, and citations are Satan’s greatest creation. Who knew a few missed fullstops and forgotten italics would cost me all my marks? Can we go back to just copy and pasting the URL’s?

I’ve complained a lot, I know. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love it just a teeny bit. Because for all it’s shortcomings, the Uni life does kind of rock. The socialising part that is.


Dreams DO come true

I’ve been awfully quiet for a while now and haven’t had the time to write as I have been blissfully holidaying in Thailand so forgive me.

A few weeks ago, I received the news that I was offered a place to study Law (honours)/ Arts at Monash University! For the many of you that don’t know, I’ve been aspiring/wishing/dreaming to study Law ever since I was young. And not just anywhere, but specifically at Monash Uni. (Well actually, I wanted to study at Harvard… but Monash is a lot more attainable). Believe me when I say I had everything worked out. I knew what my Majors were going to be, what societies I was going to join, what electives I wanted to do…I was a freak! As Monash U Law is ranked 15th in the world and 4th in Australia, a high ATAR (entrance score) is essential.

Throughout high school, I was always confident that I would reach this goal and used to (embarassingly) fantasise about what my life would be like there, the people I would meet etc. But unfortunately when it came to the final exams, I let my anxiety and nerves get the better of me, and ended up underperforming and receiving a lower score than the clearly in to Monash.

I was devastated

This is the biggest understatement as I was a miserable wreck straight after my exams. Getting out of bed was a daily struggle and it was tiresome to go through my normal routine. I felt like all my plans were messed up, that everything I had worked for was for nothing, and that my dream to study Law at Monash was shattered.

As time passed and as I shared my worries with people who cared about me, I found peace in accepting that everything happens for a reason, and maybe my happiness and success lay down a different path. By the time the official offers came out, I was happy and content with the offer I knew I would be getting from Deakin U.

So imagine my surprise when I wake up to an email telling me that I had an opportunity to study at the University I had always dreamed about! I was beyond thrilled! Fate, destiny, God or whatever you believe in had granted me a second chance. I now know, without a doubt that THIS is the path I’m supposed to be on.

The biggest lesson I’ve learnt from this is to always have faith. When life became haphazard and threw a wrench into my perfectly laid out plans, I handled it badly, thinking that I could no longer fulfill my dreams. But now I’ve realised that with a little bit of hard work and optimism, I can achieve any dream I want to- no matter how unobtainable it seems.

As always, leave your thoughts below

Ash xx