Tonight I find myself tucked up in bed at 9pm, on the eve of my 22nd Birthday, figuring out my next move. It has been an amazing year.
Turning 21 was a scary time, it felt like I was becoming a ‘proper adult’. I knew I needed to figure out what I was going to do when I graduated, and I had to actually knuckle down and finish my degree.
What I didn’t know was how many amazing opportunities I’d experience this year…
I was finally able to introduce my home friends to my life in Southampton (sans. Georgie <3)
I went skiing with the university and made some amazing memories with new friends.
I fell in love.
And I graduated from the University of Southampton with a 2:1 in English Literature!
Today, i find myself on my dream masters course at Cardiff University, studying Magazine Journalism. I am currently three weeks in and loving it (bar the 6:30am start)!
I know 22 is going to be a tough year, my course will only get harder, i’m 156.2 miles away from my love and my best friend, and i’m back living in the box room in my house. BUT i am excited to overcome the challenges i’m faced with, and hopefully begin my career as a journalist.
Thanks for joining me on this journey,