With everyone getting their A-Level and GCSE results I thought I’d do a post to share with you how I got into university. In college, I studied a BTEC in Health and Social Care which I chose to do because at that point I didn’t feel confident in sitting exams and much preferred to do coursework and I knew this course would get me to my desired place. I passed this with D*D*D* – which I was immensely proud of. During college I was so unsure about what I wanted to do for the rest of my life – there was so many options all of which I could see myself doing. During one of my summer holidays I decided to apply for a week block placement on the maternity ward, because this was one of my options for a career. Although it was an amazing experience and I got to see so many things I knew that it just wasn’t for me to do for the rest of my life – leaving me a bit stumped.
After being a bit confused I decided going to university at the end of college was not for me and so I took a year out – but no sadly I didn’t go travelling the world or finding myself. I worked as management in the retail shop which I had been working for, during college. One evening when I was watching one of Trevor Mcdonald’s inside prison documentaries I suddenly realised what I wanted to do at university – social work. (Don’t ask me how I remember that so specifically, but I do.) I have been interested in the social work world since I was very young and always used to read books of people’s stories of being a social worker, I guess being at college just got me a bit confused and scared of commitment. So that year, I decided it was time to apply for univeristy, after all I was only a year after my friends. I applied for universities which were around an hour/an hour and a half away from my home town and I was very convinced I wanted to move away and live the ‘uni’ life. I applied for 5 universities, had my interviews and got into 4 of them – ironically the only one I didn’t get in was the one closest to home.
After thinking and thinking and thinking some more, I decided (very last minute) that I no longer wanted to be away from home after seeing other people do it and it not being what they thought it was and having the thoughts that I’d be able to have a better experience whilst living at home. So in the end, I declined all of the places I had been offered (brave I know) and vowed to go through clearing for a place closer to home – can you tell I don’t like to do things easily? Fortunately, there were some places left at a university really close to my home, I went for the interview and luckily got in! I was over the moo, it was not time for to go to university and study social work.
I handed in my notice in the July, took some time off from work and everything else to get myself ready for university and started in the October. I can honestly say I absolutely LOVE university now and feel as though I made all of the right choices to get me to where I am now (going into my final year). If I have one message to people thinking about university it would be that you don’t have to do what everyone else does, make sure you do the course you want to do and at the place you feel the course offers you the most. Not everything has to run smoothly but you’ll most certainly get to where you want to be if you try hard. Good luck to all of you applying or starting university. Let me know if there is anything else you’d like to know about my university experience or my course, there’ll probably be more posts coming soon.
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