The Fears of a Third Year Undergraduate
In September, I will be in what is arguably the most important year of an undergrad’s life.
I’m terrified. Not because of the tremendous amount of work I’ll have to endure for hours in the library, or the dread and fear about my dissertation (which, admittedly, I haven’t made a start on planning in the two months of summer I’ve already had), or the fact that it’ll mean less free time to myself as I’ll be too busy preparing and writing assignments until my fingers become numb from all the typing you’ll do.
No, it’s because I only have a year until I finish education for good. You submit your dissertation for marking, and then it will be graduation a few months later. It will mean the endless stress of trying to find a relevant topic to write about for your paper. It will mean living the student life as much as you can because your days as an undergraduate student are numbered. It will mean working harder to achieve greater grades to ensure you get a satisfactory result at the end of your degree. It means graduation being your last chance to say goodbye to your friends as you eventually part ways and follow your own paths in life.
However, on a more positive note, I’m determined to make it the best. I want to go out clubbing. I want to meet new people. I want to take up more opportunities, and I want to live a little unlike 1st and 2nd year. Honestly, I just want to leave university on a high note. University means hard work, but who’s to say you can’t have fun, especially during the hardest year?
University has been one of the best experiences of my life, and I don’t have a single regret in my body about going. I’m feeling slightly confident about 3rd year to better myself as both a student and as a person. My time will be too short to leave my assignments until the last minute. I need to start improving my spelling, punctuation and grammar so as to hone my essay writing skills for the critical essays I’ll have to write.
I want to be satisfied with my last year of education. I don’t want to be one of those university students who leave with a 3rd and hope for the best. I’m not freaking out. But I have fears; what if I don’t do well? What if I don’t get to graduate? What if my degree gets me nowhere in my life, no matter the result?
But also, there’s no time and place for negativity at such an important time in my life. Focus is key. I’m determined to put it to use.
So, what do I need to tell myself? Keep calm and keep your eye on the prize. Because on graduation day, I want to have a smile on my face, knowing that I made it out alive and the world will be my oyster.