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(I meant to use one of my own pictures for this post but I left my camera at school, wahhh!, but I found this one and it fits so here we are)
JANUARY 13TH 2013. This is my UCAS deadline, I have a UCAS deadline. How did this happen?
I've been ordering prospectus' for like the last four years (keen) and now they are actually aimed at me.
My year went to a university gala which basically had 170 something uni's crammed into two halls. My aim was to get a prospectus from every single one, just for the challenge, but that wasn't realistically that feasible. I scouted out all the ones that do journalism and media courses and headed on a mission. In the end I picked up about 22 prospectus', 2 pens and one badge.
I spent the whole of last night reading through them all, stalking the student room forum and generally freaking myself out. I got all excited about courses, then researched them and saw pages of people slamming that type of course or subject. I almost cried to my brother and then wailed 'HOW AM I MEANT TO KNOW WHAT I WANT TO DO FOREVER, WHEN I'M SIXTEEN?!'.
It's such a big decision to make, made bigger by the fact they've piled on an extra six grand a year. No pressure though. It's not the massive pile of debt or the moving away or having to clean the toilet myself (srsly though, the bleach smell makes me feel ill) that really really scares me. I don't want to have a job I don't love. That's the scariest thing for me.
In my state of constant future freak out today I spoke to a local journo in school and he said 'journalism is always going to be there'. He said it's always changing and that there are different ways into it and that the most valuable things to learn, you learn through doing it. You don't have to go right into it. This lessened my freak out as one of the things worrying me was not being certain it's what I want to do.
I'm feeling so much calmer now about everything. It's cheesy and corny but I honestly believe everything will work itself out. You have to put some effort in but it will. I'm going to do what I enjoy and something I'm good at and stop worrying so much. I'm aware I might come across as being in some naive little bubble sparking off about doing things you enjoy, seemingly forgetting about money and everything and maybe I am, but i'll cross that bridge later.
Any uni/course choosing tips? Or any uni tips in general? Or are you smack bang in the middle of the uni process too?
Victoria xx












