I recently graduated from university (woohoo!) after 4 incredibly long years of studying, emotional breakdowns and hangover-filled lectures. Most people are aware that I studied a languages degree, with my language being French. When I was at college, I was dead-set on doing a pharmacy degree. I took A levels in Chemistry, Biology, English Literature and French so I had the options there to get me onto this degree path- the week before our personal statement was due, I had a sudden change of heart and instead applied for French and German Studies.
I’m not going to sit here and bang on about how amazing my degree was, because in actual reality, I lost all of the passion that I had for French about a year and a half into it. That isn’t to say that I hated every minute of it; the contrary. There were certain classes and certain lecturers that made the experience incredibly worthwhile but as a whole, French wasn’t really for me and I think I would have been better off doing something a little bit more creative. In the future I intend on doing a masters in Comparative Literature and I definitely think that is more up my street than French was.
I was incredibly lucky with the friends I made on my course; the entire course was made up of people who were likeminded and friendly and the vast majority of them I’d love to stay friends with. Of course, there are exceptions to the rule but none so drastic that it made the university experience difficult. My living arrangements throughout were slightly more complex: in first year, I lived in a flat of 10 people, some of whom I got on with and others I didn’t. I lived with the same people in second year and a little divide formed a few months in. I can honestly say that the people I remained friends with out of my original “fresher’s” house are amazing and I’m grateful for them. While we don’t see a lot of each other anymore, which is a shame, I know that they’re there if I need a chat and a catch-up.
I had a compulsory year abroad included in my degree, which was definitely a life-changing opportunity for me. I chose to teach English in a small town close to Strasbourg and it was honestly the best decision that I made over the course of those four years. The city of Strasbourg is beautiful beyond words and comprehension and if I had the opportunity to live there, with all of my friends and family, then I probably would jump on it in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, I’m very much a home girl and rely too heavily on those around me so I wouldn’t be brave enough to make the leap and move out there by myself. Maybe one day, eh.
In my final year of university, I lived with course mates and it was definitely a much more structured and peaceful experience. We all had similar classes and timetables, which made the balance between socialising and work much easier to navigate. We’ve all gone off to do our own things now – one of the girls even moved back to France after graduation – but I’m hoping that these lovely girls will be friends for life now.
In all, my experience at university was a positive one. I just wish I’d studied something I was more passionate about as I definitely think I’d have achieved more. I came out of my
degree with a 2:1, which I was very happy with, all things considered. I’m excited to see what the future holds for me and how I’ll put my degree to use in the coming months and years.