Friday, 24 April 2015

Goodbye Newcastle

So this is it. I'm leaving Newcastle in 6 days forever.
Today was my last shift at the salon where I work, and also my last lecture at uni! I've been feeling so emotional all day, reminiscing all the amazing memories I've had at uni, and wishing I could re-live it all over again. I've been so lucky to make the friends I have, work with the amazing people I have, and have such lovely and understanding tutors,

I'm really worried about the future, I mean, I'm only 20, and I've finished uni. I'm still a spring chicken! There are so many options for me, and I have no idea what to do. Learning to drive is a MUST however, judging by my 15 lessons I've already have, it's going to take a long long time. 

I know no-one reads this, as this is just a personal blog for me to look back on, but I am so grateful and thankful for everyone involved in my life at uni. I have changed so much from the 18 year old Eve who arrived at halls in September 2012, and grown up so much- I've only realised this, the past few months. I'd just turned 18 when I came to uni, I had never been away from home for more than a week and for the first year of uni, partied partied partied and lived off noodles.

Tonight I'm going to stuff my face with comfort food and finish the final essays I have left. 
I'll follow up this post with some highlights of university life.

Wednesday, 15 April 2015

Where does the time go?

I am ashamed to say I have completely neglected this blog. I'M SORRY. But now the most stressful year of my life so far is nearly coming to an end, I can give this blog some more attention. I have a slight excuse though...

Me being me, two weeks before my dissertation was due, fell down the stairs in some 5 inch stilettos (these are now in the bin), and broke my wrist in two places. Great one Eve.
Luckily for me, there was a taxi waiting outside already for me, (and NO I wasn't drunk!), and even luckier I live 30 seconds away from the hospital! I fainted at the sight of my misshapen wrist at reception (hah), and got put in a wheelchair by a beautiful paramedic. (see below)

Tragic.


5 weeks later and a month full of crying and stress with my dissertation. I handed it in last week and I feel wonderful (also very nervous).
So now I'm battling to get two more assignments done, and then I AM FREE. I'm feeling very nervous about life after uni, and I have no idea what to do. Do I do a masters? Travel? Apply for jobs? I'm scared I'll become part of the 'lost generation' and find myself with £27,000 of debt and no stable job. Wish me luck.