Three years, one string of fairy lights, four power cuts, six portfolios, nine formative assessments, five carnage shirts, seventeen notebooks, over fifty novels read, one third floor flat, two houses, eighteen modules, seven housemates, one broken shower (never fixed), one dissertation, two conker hunts, too many coffees to count (thousands), nine lecturers, one graduation teddy.
I wasn't going to post about my graduation, but university has been a massive part of my life. Graduation wasn't only the official end of my three years studying English with Creative Writing, but the end of a few other things too. Though there's a lot I'll miss, but I'm excited to move on to the next part of my life and lots of new adventures. I've learnt a lot, and there's bits I wouldn't live again for the world, but there's been so many more wonderful things too.
Good luck if you're still a student, whatever level you're studying!
n xx
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