I'm Already There.

Move in day was yesterday, and hectic is the word most appropriate for the day. After driving round the entire of campus we finally realised that my hall, William Morris was off campus.The day was a blur of meeting new people, drinking and trying to make the mess in my room tidy.

Whilst I cried when my Mum left, homesickness hasn't been an issue. My hall has kept us busy and the fact I have met some genuinley lovely people has eased the pain of the transition. Whilst I do miss Sheffield and will be incredibly happy whenever I get the chance to go home, I definitely do not feel as bad as I thought I'd feel. I'm happy I have a focus and I love that all my much missed friends back home are texting me and keeping in contact. It's a wonderful reminder that no matter what happens at uni, I've got some amazing friends and family at the other end of the phone who will always be there for me <3

The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows.

Whenever I log into Facebook, I see multiple statuses from different people, saying how they can't wait to get to university and how excited they are.

The Uni hype is all around me and I'm just not feeling it. I feel like I'm in the minority, in that I'm terrified. I'm scared I won't fit in, I'm scared of the workload, the debt and missing home. It makes me wonder whether deep down everyone is feeling the exact same thing, or maybe I'm just a minority against the vocal majority.

Waiting.

Less than a week to go

Summer's On Its Deathbead.

With under two weeks till my move in date, I've finally started clearing out my room and packing some boxes.As disorganised as it sounds, I still have cutlery, towels and stationary to buy ;) However, with my Mum finally off her holiday I'm confident that by this time next week I shall have all my university supplies and shall be ready to pack, then leave.

Taking Off.

Last night my friend Zoe threw an Ann Summers party, as a farewell get together as the first of my friends leaves on Sunday. She's one of my closest friends and I'm really going to miss her. Although, I have made her promise to come stay, and I'm already planning to go home for Halloween at Corp so we do have things to look forward to.

It finally hit me today though that I'm completely unprepared for university! I still have things to buy, overdrafts to arrange and boxes to pack. Luckily, my Mum comes back off holiday soon so I can really get cracking and start preparing for my new life.

All Fired Up.

Here are just a couple of the books I've ordered as preliminary reading for my course. They've no doubt given my postman severe backache, but they've ignited a flame of excitement within myself.

I've been terrified that I'll hate university; finding the degree dull and the workload stressful. However, I've delved into the books I ordered and my interest has really been captured; for the first time in months I feel inspired, and I'm starting to re-believe that this is what I want.

I guess this is called growing up.

Now me and all my friends are leaving for uni; a lot of time has been spent out partying in town. It's ironic that I spent over half the year wishing I was at uni, but now I'm almost there I'm terrified and constantly questioning not only my ability to cope, but my desire to go. I think a large part of it is down to having one of the best summers of my life - I've experienced so much.Also, the fact I've met so many new people and grown closer to others will make the inevitable day when I leave so much more difficult.

However, I am constantly reminding myself that I'm fortunate to have the chance to study at Loughborough, I'm less than an hour away from home, and I'm beyond lucky to have two of my best friends attending the same university as me. As for the family and friends staying in Sheffield, and those friends moving away; I'll miss them, but no matter what happens, I'm only a train ride away.