I hated university. I was done with education from about 16 but I knew the easiest route to the life I wanted was to stay in a formal education so I stuck it out. A lot of it was really shit but there were some fun time as well.
I always looked at university as just something I had to get on with, it was almost like a prison sentence and I spent my time counting down the days till I was free. Looking back now, the best way I would describe university is that you never realise how much fun you are having until it’s over.
I used to hate it when people would talk about how tough the ‘real world’ is. I would think, you try hold down two unpaid internships, a job as a waitress, a social life, a boyfriend and a degree. All while you’re still trying to figure out the things that come with living on your own, big things like money management, how to set up your gas bill and whether or not you have to pay council tax. I craved a 9-5, Monday to Friday.
I thought I had it really tough and to be honest, I did. I didn’t have parents who could bail me out if I got in shit. I had to work every other day to be able to afford to eat. I spent my last year of uni working 2 full week days at a PR company because I was desperate for the experience but I also needed the money or wouldn’t be able to pay my rent.
I thought that adult life would be a walk in the park compared to what I was going through. Oh how I was wrong.
It’s been nearly two years since I graduated and I have spent all of that time in employment. It’s fun to start with, you feel like everything you’ve already worked so hard for is finally paying off but then it hits you and it hits you fucking hard.
Everything up until that point had a clear end, high school at 16, college/sixth form 2 years later and uni a few years after that. Now, you will work probably for at least the next 40 years, unless you’re one of the lucky ones.
If you have 25% attendance at work, you will lose your job and then won’t be able to pay your rent. I miss the days of not being bothered to go to uni and just switching off my alarm (or not bothering to set it at all). The lay ins stop once you start working. Even on the weekends because you’re body is so used to getting up at 7 am and it doesn’t give a flying fuck if it’s a Sunday.
Oh, and that month you get off at Christmas or Easter and the Summer, you can kiss that goodbye, say hello to an average of 25 days holiday a year. I’ve had a chest infection longer than that!
Don’t think you will have more money either. Bye bye discount. Yes, that’s full price clothes, no more free McFlurrys, having to pay council tax and full price travel to name a few.
Recently, with the term coming to an end, I’ve been seeing memes and tweets about people stressing over university and I just want to say enjoy the moment. Yes, you might have one week until your dissertation but just make the most of everything while you still can.
I spent my whole time at university wanting to be in work and now I am here, I wish I could just go back to the days which I thought I hated with a passion. It’s different depending on the job you have but from the day I finished university I have been in full time employment. I wish that I would enjoyed that summer or just appreciated the lay-in while I had it.