After visiting a couple of universities over the weekend, two questions sprung into my mind concerning 'my future'. The first one was DO I REALLY NEED TO GO TO UNIVERSITY?'. - Of course the first answer that pops in to my head and I'm sure many others, is simply 'no'. Ladies...the plan to marry a dashing young prince with a mansion so big it's probably an equivalent to the size of Buckingham Palace, sounds pretty good right now. (So guys, you better get to it). But honestly, after walking around the first Uni campus I've ever been to, I literally came out feeling lost. The place was so big and me? well I just felt super small. In all honesty, after having time to get to terms with the fact I will have to move on from being a high school 'gal' to a uni student, I warmed up to the idea and I'm actually extremely excited. Ya see, the idea of living away from home independently, learning a subject that isn't science or maths, making a whole new bunch of friends and reinventing yourself is some what extremely appealing and I can't wait. So I guess the answer to my question would be, I DO.
My second little 'epiphany' was that for the next 3/4 years of my life, I'll be engaging in intellectual conversations with my fellow 'classical civilisation' peers and enjoying every minute of it. You're no longer going to have to mentally and physically force yourself to do a piece of coursework or anything for that matter because you're doing it for a subject that you simply love. However, I suppose the downside is the fact that this degree is going to take you on the next step of your lives, 'finding a job'. The continuous questioning of 'What do you want to do when you grow up? What will that degree take you into?' Is possibly one of the most tiring and awkward scenarios you could be in apart from sporting activities and unfortunately because my parents are always lurking around when the question pops up, I have to force myself to answer in a confident and polite manner; 'Oh, some form of media at the moment, preferably Journalism'. However, the truth is I have no clue. Yes I'm an aspiring writer but in all seriousness I literally have no clue what other possible job careers there are out there for me with a degree in Classics/Ancient History (perhaps a job working alongside Brad Pitt portraying the Swift-footed Achilles, topless).
One can dream...so speaking of dreams, I guess my plan after this weekend is to further my passion in what I love doing to then encourage myself into joining every possible society that you could think of at the University of my choice. It's where a whole new journey begins and although the idea of moving on from my current 17 year old lifestyle seems rather daunting, I can seriously say that I'm going to be ready to start a 'new chapter in my life', one that I get the freedom to choose. (This is all rather soppy, time to become more hardcore and endure the rest of Game of Thrones).
Happy Uni Hunting.
