Week 7 at university!

Okay so I’ve been here a while now – I would say I’m settled in but it’s hard to say “how” settled I really am. I know my way round the campus and I know how to make quick dinners (Crumpets and chocolate oranges are the way forward guys) but I wouldn’t necessarily say I am a pro at uni life. I guess, I’m settled in terms of the system. I know how lectures and tutorials work for instance.

These past few weeks I’ve been trying to catch up with all the work I have to do. It’s a strange endless cycle. By the time you’ve caught up with everything you did two weeks ago, you’re behind on everything you did this week! That just never stops happening.

I keep telling myself that I’ll catch up with the work set. (By the way guys, It’s an unstated fact that mechanical engineers have a lot of work load here – even more than any of the other courses that you could think about – even medics!) It just never happens. Nothing seems to get done. Ever.

So at the end of this week, I guess what I’ve learned is:

1) I am freaking behind on all the work set.

2) That’s never going to change.

3) I’ve got shit loads of tests coming up

4) At the end of the day, I’ve got to accept that and move on.

Little Obsessions

Okay so I do this thing from time to time where I get transfixed on something or the other. It has to be that one thing! Only that one thing or it doesn’t work with my brain.

I’ve gone through phases of cold coffee with ice cream, Indian prime-time TV, Lip Gloss and Glam, ghost whisperer, Harry Potter, Supernoodles, CSI New York, Twilight, Large oversized hoodies, Milkshakes from the Hook Cafe, Hannah Montana, the metal and heavy rock genre, Indie and classical genre, the i-don’t-really-know-what-to-call-this genre, Pretty much all of Disney channel, Boots, Peanut butter, Necklaces, Supernatural, Coffee, Dairy Milk Oreos (GOD), popcorn, chocolate oranges by Terry’s, bubble baths, carrots… I could go on and on but you get the idea. It’s just so random as well! Who get’s obsessed with carrots?

Most of last year I was obsessed with mochas. Mocha’s are the way forward. I mean, how can anyone say no to a chocolate and coffee combination? It’s beautiful! However, ever since exams got over and I promised my best friends I would stay away from caffeine (was borderline addicted not going to lie – I could stop but there were so many withdrawal symptoms), I stopped having mochas. You don’t understand how hard it is to pick something at coffee shops now. It’s like someone stole my tongue. Coffee is now consumed on a need to need basis… So that’s good…

My latest obsession (I sound like a psychopath…sigh) is green tea. Oh my God, I love green tea. I had my first green tea in Ladakh, India, and I was immediately in love. I couldn’t tell you what I like about the frankly flavourless tea but it is a heavenly gift. The minute I got back to the UK, I had a Twinning’s binge. I’ve had so many different flavours now (like to spice things up a bit)…

I mean, it’s slightly middle aged to be this obsessed with tea and chocolate digestives… yep, addicted to those too…

But no…

Life is just so beautiful right now. :D :D

A little thought…

“When you’re afraid… close your eyes and listen to your heart for a while. Remind yourself of the simple nature of your existence in this world. When it all seems far too daunting for you to handle, and you’re losing yourself with every breath… believe in something greater than yourself. If you can’t bring yourself to have faith in you, then place that believe in something completely illogical and imaginary, a presence in an unimaginable dimension. Convince yourself there’s something out there looking after you. The world is far to scary to tackle on your own!

You will soon find yourself doing things you never thought you could do.”

Procrastination Loop

I’m not usually a procrastinator. I’m the kind of person that gets on with things regardless of its difficulty or standard. I’m not brilliant but I’m usually aware of whats going on. What I need to do and how I need to do it are mind processes I’m constantly running. Or at least, I used to be able to do that at college.

I’ve had a hard time adjusting to university workload. I’m okay with living by myself. I’m fine with that. Cooking is one of the ways I cope with stressful life. But you know, because there isn’t really enough time to cope with everything, I get stressed out that I’m spending too much time cooking and achieve really nothing at all. I mean, I told myself I’d blog once a week and I can’t even stick to that!

One of the other major disadvantage is that I’m working in limited budget… Back in college I was at the library for hours at a time but I can’t do that as much at university because I don’t have the spare cash to keep buying dinners from outside. So I’ve got to come home to cook something. By the time I’m done with all that – do I really want to go back? But if I’m in the room at home, I don’t like feeling cold so I usually end up on the bed with all the books around me and then fall asleep! There’s just no win here… And I could tell myself to stay at the desk but it’s just so cold and horrible that I’m never really motivated to do so…

And I’ve found myself turn into someone I wouldn’t usually be! I’ve started procrastinating because I have a lot to do and when I actually get on to do it, I can’t do the problems so I’m demotivated to carry on. It’s an endless cycle! I’ve no idea how I’m going to do everything.

So what do I do?

Well for one, I’m going to get some routine back into my life because I function well with it. And I’m going to keep my goals SMART (That stands for specific, measurable, achievable, realistic and time-bound) (Which is basically everything I never do anyway. Most of my goals are big – I’ll finish the entire chapter of maths, and then the entire chapter of thermodynamics at 10 in the night because sleep is for the weak!)

I mean, okay, that sort of worked during A-Levels but I’m on a whole new battlefield here and I don’t have the time to mess around.

The other thing I’m going to do, and this finally hammered in after a lot of lecturing, is stick to the pace of a marathon and not a sprint. It’s metaphoric off course… but basically that means all-nighters are not the answer (much to my disappointment).

With that folks, onto week three!

PS: I should totally be doing my lab report right now. Do you see what I mean?! I’m useless.

Starting my Journey

This post is adding to a series of posts that I particularly like discussing on this blog. In a short summary for my new readers, I’ve a philosophy that we should make our own purpose in life. It follows from the idea that there are many different things that people can do with their lives but it is incredibly important for me that I do something that I enjoy doing. I believe that if you chose vaguely what your main purpose in life is, that may be, for instance, to help people, then it doesn’t matter what you do as a career/ day-to-day activity. My personal aim is to make a difference in the world. A quick word about “difference” though, It doesn’t particularly matter to me how big my difference is or what field I’m in as long as I’m improving lives in some way.

One of the reasons I was incredibly excited to turn 18 in January this year was because I felt like it was a good age to get started on my path. I had big aspirations of entering university and getting involved with my purpose straight away. My dream, for the moment, is to develop lives in underdeveloped countries using innovative engineering. So, I joined a society that did exactly that. Although the time and effort required for the project haunts me a little, as it is a constant struggle to balance social activity with work, ever since I attended my first meeting I have felt incredibly good. After a long time, everything was exciting and inspiring. I learned about how Equinox (society name) have developed innovative ways to distribute renewable energy to remote areas of underdeveloped areas in Africa and nothing lifted my spirits more than to find the limitless possibilities of my own future.

It was at that meeting I came up with a rather apt description to my attitude: I am my own opportunity. I hope you can see what I mean by this… it simply means I can be whatever I want to be and go wherever I want to go because the only thing stopping me from doing that is me. So keeping the spirits high, I’ve also signed up for being the year representative of my course. In spite of being fearful of the prospect of not receiving any votes and/or becoming a joke in my course, I took the opportunity anyway because I realised that I would never know what the outcome was if I never tried and personally it’s better to try and fail than never give anything a go.

What university means to me…

So I’ve been bombarded with information today. I’m talking a full on explosion situation here… there was a lecture after lecture and all one could do was sit through it. It wasn’t even interesting physics and maths stuff, it was just stuff like “well done”, “work hard”, “join clubs”, “don’t cause fires”… so you can imagine it was a bit of a drag. That said, towards the end we got a chance to start a group project and also have a little welcome drink with our department so that was good.  

I was a little taken aback by the information though. A lot of the time I felt under attack by the lecturers. They had a deceptively nice way of showing cold hard facts at our faces. I soon found that I was going to have to work hard and pull myself together or I wouldn’t last here at all. It wasn’t like school… It was more of a training camp.

Listening to that was a little heart breaking…especially on my first day of term. Was I going to have fun these few years or no? It was during the lectures this morning that I realised that I was actually worrying far too much. I shouldn’t really be scared by the amount of work I had to do. That’s not something I should be scared about. I should be scared about global warming, deforestation and nuclear wars and as an aspiring engineer it should be my objective to sort it out. Suddenly I started to get excited. I felt like I didn’t have to wait until after university to make my life worthwhile (which is my life aspiration by the way). I could start now. A degree in mechanical engineering is a way for me to change lives… 

I changed a little bit of perspective and before I knew it… I wasn’t scared of the challenges that I was about to face. I was excited! I was finally taking an active part in changing the future and that’s inspiring for me. I also realised I could take part in other ways – becoming a volunteer at a school for example or getting involved with engineering projects that lead to development in this world.

Suddenly, there was a sea of opportunities beyond me… I was motivated again. Over the past week going to university has been about getting through the academic stuff and lasting on the course. Well, a little bit of passion and self-motivation goes a long way and I’m so glad to have it back. Trust me, getting up to go to lectures in the morning is a whole lot easier and effective if you actually want to!

Getting Ready to Mingle

Get this – I’m currently sitting at my desk in a Victorian house in the middle of South Kensington sipping green tea out of a mug and I can’t even believe it. Yesterday morning I was dropped off here by my family. It was only then that I started to accept that I was leaving home. I am now living by myself. I’m going to university…

Shit. When did this happen?

I was so happy with the room I had been allocated even though I was a little nervous of living with someone else. It seemed like I was going to have to adjust a lot. I lived in the same room as my sister back at home but it’s not the same because you can boss sisters out of the room when you want friends over but you can’t ask your international roommate to skedaddle out of her own room. Oh well, it’s going to be alright. Hopefully we are friends J

An incredibly overwhelming feeling occurred inside of me as I was walking through the streets of London with my mum and my sister. I was showing them the area around my university in particular the pubs where I’d have most of my pub crawls. (Kidding! I’m totally going to be studying 24/7 *wink*) Somehow I felt proud to be so independent. I felt proud to show my family that I could take care of myself and I was ready to fly. It was just amazing.

Meeting my flat mates was simply awesome. I met so many cool people last night and we just “mingled” (Yep. Totally British.) We chilled around the corridor, in the kitchen, in the common room, on the stairs, in the room, at the “mingle” party and just everywhere. I guess it’s safe to say I had no table tennis and dancing skills…but apart from that, I think I was totally owning the “mingling” thing. At least trying to… although I think there’s a guy in my corridor that’s scared of me.

For the second time in my life I felt I was around so many people that were like me. The first time I felt this was when I was at an engineering residential in this college a summer ago. I felt like there was no judgement for my no-makeup, nerdy, harry potter geek attitude… Last night I met two people that rocked the party. I’ve only met a few people that can dance the night away without alcohol and I had a blast and I was running on shots of water like a total hard core.

So yea, university life… that’s looking good so far. And I guess it will continue to be like this until the work kicks in. However, I’m starting to feel ready for work. You can’t have too much of a good thing and I think I’m ready to push myself. I’ve come so far and I’ve so much to do – So It’s futile being scared and worried because it’s happening. I might as well sit back, buckle up and ace it.

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