UniDiary Day 3: Doggo!

Doggo

If you know me, you know how obsessed I am with the doggo and pupper memes. I’ve spent most of the day with the most beautiful, gangly creature I’ve ever seen. I’m not kidding when I say that he’s taller than me when I sit on the floor. He’s ridiculous.

But more on him later. First things first, let’s go all the way back to this morning, and my encounter with a hungover stranger…

“Dude, Where’s My Stuff?”:

After getting back late from Mayday Parade, I had an early start this morning. At 10am, there was a meeting which introduced us to all of the subject options. (I came here intending to study English Literature with Journalism. I’m now doing Film Studies and Creative Writing AS WELL. I am a glutton for punishment).

Of course, this meant that I had to get up early. Grabbing a can of peach slices from the cupboard, I sat down at the table… Then seconds later, a knock sounded at the window.

“Uh, I left my bag and jacket here last night,” a slightly hungover man mumbled through the window. Startled, I grabbed his stuff and took it out, but he asked if he could see if he’d left anything else. Spinning around in circles in the kitchen, he pointed at a speaker sitting on the side.

“That’s my friend’s speaker,” he said, stepping towards it. Now, I have no idea if it was or not, but I was suspicious. Using my best librarian voice, I asked if he could prove that it was his. Sadly, I had to flee to the options morning, so I have no idea what the outcome to that was. I’ll have to ask the flatmate I left guarding it.

A kid in a sweetshop:

Hearing all of the lecturers speak about their subjects was really inspiring. People kept telling me that lecturers were different to teachers: that they had more passion; that they really cared; that they were cooler. I can categorically confirm all of these suspicions are true when it comes to the staff at the University of Hertfordshire. I decided on Film Studies, and then the Creative Writing lecturer got up and was so laid back he was practically still in bed. If I ever have that much confidence, I’ll have achieved something with my life.

After the speeches we went to a free lunch. We shared tables with the subject lecturers in a room that looked as though it had been kitted out for a wedding – slightly magical, yet completely surreal. Asking the history lecturer sat next to me whether it was possible to take extra credits, she said it was, but that she didn’t recommend it. I didn’t need any more encouragement.

I took the time to speak to both the Film Studies lecturer and the Creative Writing lecturer, and neither of them put me off of their topics. It’s going to be a lot of hard work, but that’s what I’m good at!

Dang doggo:

I’m a terrible person with a dreadful memory, so despite promising my new friend that I’d give her some spare shower gel, I forgot it. I admitted it as soon as I saw her, and we planned to head back to my flat after the lunch, but on the way we walked past her friend. Her friend, who was sat outside her room with her disability dog – a gentle giant – scampering around her. I know how to talk to dogs, and I know how to talk to people who had dogs. For the first time all week, I went into a conversation feeling completely anxiety free.

She’s exactly my kind of person. Based off of the fact that I was chilling in her room for three hours after we went for dinner together, it’s the start of a beautiful friendship. I normally struggle to make friends, but in the last twenty-four hours I’ve grown close to two people who I feel I’ve known for months already. This is a bloody weird experience.

Another truth about university: you’ll meet people with vastly different experiences to your own. This girl has LIVED. She’s done more living than most fifty-year-olds, and now she’s doing her best to campaign for awareness about the struggles that disabled people face. Living in an accessible flat, she’s ensuring that pictures of the accommodation get put on the website, assisting people who need to know exactly what the university offers. Using opportunities to help others further themselves is one of the most selfless things people can do.

When life gives you lemons:

Honestly, I’m led in bed feeling blessed for my health but also grateful that I’ve managed to make a friend like her. Some people see a wheelchair and judge the person riding it, but her disability is such a small part of her personality. I haven’t laughed that much in a long time!

Who knew that the girl hiding in her kitchen two days ago would make such good friends so quickly? At university it’s important to grab the bull by the horns and really live every moment. Yes, it means I haven’t had enough time to write Top Ten Tuesday this week. So what? Yes, I haven’t managed to do any reading. Does that really matter? I haven’t even confirmed what I’m going to be studying yet, and I’m really enjoying this experience.

Take a moment to appreciate what you have tonight. Stop taking things for granted. You never know when life could give you lemons and flip your world on its head.