Scary Second Year

So second year has hit me... hard.

The past few weeks have taught me that I need to learn to say 'no' a lot more or just be a lot less interested in everything that goes on around campus. I have to admit that I am ridiculously nosey. I have learned this through deciding at the end of first year that I'd like to be involved in society committees and have some responsibility for second year, fair enough. However, my first year self cleverly decided, along with taking awful notes all year and barely reading a single book, that I could manage a role on FOUR society committees. Really?

Okay, I love it. I love every society I'm involved in: Oxfam, the campus Jazz band, CSM Netball, and the English Society. I love the people, the events, the socialising, the meetings, the organising. I also love sleep... But that isn't possible right now.

I like to be busy and this seemed like the best way to stay as busy as I can for the rest of the year. I have made a plan to chill out society involvement around serious hand-ins and especially around my exams, just in case I actually want to revise this year (next joke, please). I would definitely advise first years to get as involved as possible while they still have the chance and their marks don't really matter as much. My involvement in societies during first year gave me so much experience and I met so many new people just by turning up to things, it wasn't hard. P.S. Society and Sport involvement looks AMAZING on a CV (not joking, you get experience doing something you love) and I'm definitely ahead of the employability game with my experience. Just need to sort my grades out now...

Thanks,

K xo

Long Time, No Speak

Hi again!

First off, apologies for not posting much recently. It's been a hectic month or so: new house, new job, new books, end of first year and I've been pretty caught up trying to gather my life back together after the upheaval that this month has caused.

So without further ado, I'm back. 

I thought I'd gush a little about my new house because it's BEAUTIFUL. After living in halls for a year it's nice to have stairs... And a bathtub. From July for the next year I'll be living with two girls, Millie and Laura, in a terraced cottage in the heart of Falmouth (when I say heart I mean it, we're 5 minutes from all the shops and 10 minutes from Gyllyngvase Beach). We share a passion for kitsch items, reading, and anything wine-related, haha. The house consists of a large social and dining space downstairs with 3 bedrooms upstairs (this being a Cornish terrace, one of those is a tiny box room but we felt sacrifices had to be made for such a great house).

My favourite thing about our house is the sheer amount of light that we get throughout the day in this space. In the morning the sun shines through the patio doors, flooding the dining room with light, and then in the evening the sun shines through the bay, making our living room the perfect sun trap in the evening. On top of this, the character of our house is preserved by our landlady's eclectic taste in antique furniture. The house feels homely rather than student-y and this really impacted us when we first viewed the house.

Overall, with 3 girls and a beautiful house to live in, my second year at university looks to be shaping up quite nicely. Thanks for reading.

K xo