It’s now been just over a month since my final assignments were handed in and although I went straight into work and have kept myself very busy, I have had a few moments to mull over my time at UCB.
When I think about how last-minute my decision was to go to university in mid-September 2012, I really can’t believe it’s nearly three years later and it’s now all finished (results pending, of course, but we’ll deal with that on 7th July).
I haven’t blogged about being a mature student as I suppose I never thought of myself in that category – I am still just about in my 20s after all. To me, I was simply another undergraduate student, no different from my classmates, working my various part-time jobs and trying to eat, sleep, socialise and exercise in the few spare moments I had left over.
There were numerous times, though, that I did really value the experiences I’d gained before coming to uni. And only a few times my age showed me up – “You were still in primary school when Liverpool won the Champions League?! I was teaching in a school in Canada…” Continue reading…