Following a wonderful summer, where I was obvz just too busy to write and keep you all updated with my fabulous life*, I have started my third and final year at University. Terrifying.
I three weeks ago and so far I am floating somewhere between complete denial and utter panic. Every now and again I catch myself thinking about what I'll be up to this time next year, when it smacks me that, I don't actually know yet. Which then sends me off frantically thinking about the fact that I have to write a good dissertation and get at least a 2:1 in everything I had in this year or I will have, for want of better words, totally ballsed it up.
I mean, third year is A LOT to take on. I know, I know, lazy student voice coming into play here, but it is. I have three units which will all require at least two 3000 word essay (bar one, which requires an exam in May - great), then I have that all important 8000 word creative dissertation to write as well. Creative Dissertation, sounds easy enough really, doesn't it? Not like I've got to do loads of critical research or anything? Wrong. Just, wrong. I have so much to do I could cry. I've written 1,300 words already... but by the time it's been redrafted I'll probably only end up using one or two sentences from the original draft...
I mean, can't I just print off all my tweets and hand them in, instead? I think they very creatively tell the story of a young girls plight to try and shield her absolute insanity from the world. It could even be accompanied by one or two of my posts off here...
Mind you, the examiner might send the men with the straight jackets for me if they were to read all of my tweets in one... I'm surprised none of my followers have yet, to be honest...
Currently I feel like I'm drowning in it all. How is possibly the middle of October already? Will my sanity and patience (mostly my patience) last through til Christmas? Or by that point, will I have completely turned to the wine bottle to ease my ills?
I have no idea, I just hope that, for the first time ever, my organisational skills come out to play and that I am able to keep on top of everything.
How hard can it be, plenty of people graduate with good degrees and go on to be successful, why shouldn't I be one of the?
And for the love of God, what on earth am I going to write my dissertation on...?
- Hayley xo
*Alright, so my life isn't so fab. I had horrible writers block and spent most of summer working, seeing family and being drunk and musical festivals. Such fun.
PS- Boyfriend and I still good!
