Dear Fresher Me...

Four years ago, this weekend was the start of my freshers week at Bangor University. It feels like a lifetime ago! But what with my Twitter and Facebook feed being full of Uni related posts I'm feeling rather nostalgic. I thought I'd take a trip down memory lane and let you in on a few things I'd tell my University self in hindsight.

First Year: 

STOP with the hoodie/jeans combo! Its never been a good look for you.

Lay off the constant Skype calls to your boyfriend and go outside more! It won't last. 

Join more dance classes than just tap - you'll make so many friends!

Go and spend more time with Emily and Hannah - they'll be your best friends.

Second Year:

DO MORE WORK! 

Stop worrying about boys so much, the right one will come.

On that note - befriend Craig sooner!

Stop sleeping through your Monday 9am Seminar!

Third Year:

DO MORE WORK! (Recurring theme?)

Keep going to the Dance and Music Societies.

Aside from that: welcome to your favourite year ever <3

I absolutely LOVED my time at Bangor and it was actually rather fun to look back! Another thing I would add to myself in general is to take more group photos, I couldn't find any of all my friends together! If you've gone to Uni what would you tell yourself? I hope any Freshers reading this are having the best time everrr :)

Aimée 

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Flashback Friday Vol #2: Class of 2012.

The Family, Some Friends and The Boy <3

University is one of those places that you've either always dreamed of going to or couldn't think of anything worse. In my mind, University was always going to be a part of my academic life. I went to Bangor University in North Wales, 283 miles away from my London home and had the best three years of my life.

I'm not going to go into detail about my University experience (as I'm saving that for another Flashback Friday post) but on the 18th July 2012 I graduated with a BA Music (hons). To people who haven't been to University, donning a cap and gown for a day may not seem like a big deal - but in the midst of stressful dissertation writing it was quite literally the only thing that got me through. Okay, apart from copious amounts of chocolate. And cake. And ice cream. Ahem..

A lot of people say that Graduation is over-priced for what is essentially a handshake and a well done. But, to me its so much more than that! Its recognition with all your fellow students, that you made it through! All those all-nighters where you were killing yourself for not starting sooner, the mad runs down university halls to give in essays minutes before the deadline and living off super noodles - were all worth it! Because you now officially have letters after your name and you can throw your cap in the air and say AYYYO. (Please tell me you got that!)

Being at a Welsh University, my ceremony was a little different to most, with half of the ceremony spoken in the welsh language. Very confusing for all the non-welsh families sitting in the room, but pretty commonplace for us students! I must say - for anyone contemplating going to a University in Wales, don't let the bi-lingual side put you off! Its fun to learn a little welsh while you're there, and you feel like you're experiencing a different culture - even if it is just a long train ride away!

Essentially, I loved my graduation. I got to spend it with everyone I loved - my family, friends and boyfriend. There was also a lot of yummy food involved, and because my University looks a bit like Hogwarts I felt like a wizard with my gown on. Gryffindor House to be exact, as my University colours are red and gold. Winning I know. :)

Let me know if you've graduated and what your take on it was! It'd be really interesting to see :)

If you want to look at my last Flashback Friday post all about my American Adventure, you can see it HERE.

Aimée
Xxxx

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