university; is it worth it?

university; is it worth it?

It’s the big question, is university worth going to? Have we all wasted nearly 30K and 3/4 years of our lives? Well, my honest opinion is yes, some jobs require a degree (such as the career I want to go into) so obviously, it’s worth it but the whole university process in the UK is something I find really hard to grasp.

Since the tender age of 13 we are set into the mind frame that “university is just the place you go after you finish school”. In year 9 we pick our GCSE options and little did we know how much that would shape our future; pick the wrong options and you can’t do the following A-levels, potentially limiting your opportunities for university. If I had known the effect that my options would have on my academic life at the time I might have spent more time deliberating over them, rather than picking the ones I thought would be easiest/ the most fun. I was lucky enough to do decent enough in my GCSE’s to go on to do A-levels which I enjoyed. by the second year of uni, we’d had enough “thinking about the future’ chats to overwhelm our brain. Just because I’d chosen these A-levels, was I now prepared to pick my future career? Had I picked the right A-levels to help me get to the career or had I limited myself already? I certainly didn’t know the answer to these questions and by now it was too late to find them out. I’d had phases of wanting the be a dancer, singer, a vet – all the usual choices. I felt compelled to commit to a career out of thin air, attending open days and prospect days under the pretence that this was my passion that I had wanted to do for years- really, I didn’t have a clue. I ended up going for something that I thought sounded good without really understanding the career prospects it would lead me to; would it give me everything I needed to actually find a job? Would I require a placement? Is the degree better at some universities than others? I really was blind going to uni. Inevitably, during my first year of my degree, I realised it wouldn’t lead me on the path I would have liked and ended up transferring course to something which I do genuinely enjoy and am now excited for the career I will be going into. “Hindsight” Is something people always talk about and experiencing what I have after transferring tranferring courses, sometimes I wish at school and sixth form/ college the idea of waiting a while before going to university was something they promoted more. At the time it felt like it was either university, college or having no career prospects, obviously I am now aware of all the other options available to people; could I have done an apprenticeship to help me get to where I wanted to be, or could a year of working have prepared me to be more financially stable and sure of my choices before applying for university? I know some people who did decide to take “gap years” and, at the time I thought it may have been a wasted time following so many years of education but now I find myself jealous of things I could have experienced (let’s be honest I missed out on so many potential “finding myself in Thailand Instagram posts) whilst I threw myself into a world I wasn’t entirely ready for.  I wish schools could encourage giving yourself time to enjoy the world, understanding yourself and what you want to do with your life before committing to the world of uni.

Even for those who are sure that university is the option for them, the whole process of applying is, in my opinion, less than ideal. Our teachers give us a predicted grade based on our work at school and out “potential” and when we apply to university they use these grades (alongside work experience, personal statement and references) to determine whether we can earn a place. These “made up” grades that are chosen for us determine which type of universities we can even look at applying for, if you’re predicted all B’s the chances are there’s no point in even applying for a university required all A’s, to find yourself being rejected immediately. A lucky few gain advantage from this process, those with high predicted grades can receive an unconditional offer from a university if they see potential in the student meaning even if they get an E in their exams they can still go to university, these are the students I was very jealous of. Nobody knows what you can achieve in A-levels until you’re sat in that chair filling out your exam paper, exams are stressful and people can deal with them differently. I for one was very disappointed with my A-levels results, I put all my effort in and did well with my coursework which made up most of the grade but then I did badly in the exams because I wasn’t focused enough (something which I’ll admit to now) but luckily I still managed to be accepted to my university. My point is, we are limited in our future before we even do our exams; as if somebody has already decided what we are or aren’t capable to achieve.  I know that if people do achieve higher than their predicted grades they can apply through clearing to get into another university, however personally if I had been told for a year+ that I wasn’t good enough to get into “better’ universities I would find it hard and would be totally unprepared to suddenly find myself a place in one.

Of course, all of these are just my opinions about the university process and I am sure others may disagree. Personally, despite an extra year, I am very glad I am here. I have learnt a lot more about myself by being away from home, met amazing people, made many memories and learnt a bit of science for my career along the way. If I could go back and advise little 16/17 year old Tamsin on life, it would still be to go to university and gain the degree that I’m getting because I will love it, however I would also tell myself to take more time in deciding what I want, enjoy the teenage years before the years of debt and all-nighters take over. Young Tamsin, don’t feel pressured to decide when you aren’t ready, explore the other options available to you and see the world because believe me you won’t be to afford to at/immediately after uni. PS enjoy house parties; you’ll really miss them.

Rant over

T x

The life cycle of a hangover

The life cycle of a hangover

It’s 12pm, you’ve reached the point of the night where you have to decide how your night is going to end. Do you stick to your one pitcher then call it a night, or do you commit your undivided attention/money/dignity and finish the night with a bang (or a tactical chunder in the spoon toilets – don’t judge me, we’ve all been there right?). Ultimately for me, there’s no real question, go hard or go home, right? All memories of previous experiences fly out the window and you focus on having a good time. Fast forward 10 hours later and your hangover is born. Nothing can prepare you for the headaches, 3 hours naps and inevitable alcohol shakes that will plague you for the whole day.

You start off waking up, convincing yourself that you’ve managed to avoid a hangover. You smugly get out of bed mid afternoon, unsure whether to make yourself breakfast or lunch or something unnaturally in-between. Looking in the mirror you realise you’re wearing last nights makeup and you’ve worn leggings to bed. To your horror you realise you spent way too much on your debit card, smashed your phone on your way home and lost you Mac lipstick, but it was a good night, right?

Come 2pm and you start to feel a nap coming on, but it’s fine, you’re not hungover, just tired right? You start to realise the thirst you’ve had, since waking up with a mouth like Ghandi’s flip flop, is not going to be solved by any amount of water or coffee. If you can muster up the strength to leave your bed to make some snacks, whether it be chicken nuggets or pizza, at least you’ve achieved that right?

By 4pm it’s time to admit it outloud, you are hungover and not just really tired. God forbid if you have to go outside and face the real world- for those who managed to do so still hanging out their arse, I salute you. 3/4 films later and you have to admit that you’ve had a wasted day and begin to question whether the 3 for £5 jager bombs were worth it (FYI they weren’t).

Surprisingly, at about 8pm you suddenly feel like a new person with lots of energy….you’ve made it through the hangover. You may actually attempt to redeem your unproductive day by doing some work but at this point you may as well just accept that you’ve sacrificed your day to the sesh. It’s been a long hard day of hangoverness but lets face it, you have to prepare for it all again the same time next week.

yours truly,

a hungover tamsin x

15 thing I have learnt since the start of uni

15 thing I have learnt since the start of uni

We are always told that a University education is super important but since having been a Hertfordshire for nearly a whole academic year I have come to realise there is SO much more to being an adult than lectures. Here are some of my biggest revelations (and some photos of me personally experiencing them):

  1. Putting on a bed sheet by yourself is HARD.
  2. Cheese is bloody expensive.
  3. Waking up at 3pm and still feeling tired happens…a lot.
  4. A diet of chicken nuggets and ASDA smart price yoghurts is more satisfying than you’d think.10628758_10204418602918466_2887754952028307542_o
  5. Being top of the chunder chart is a good thing… apparently
  6. Going to the library doesn’t necessarily mean any work will be done- no matter how close the deadline is.
  7. 1403529_10204418582557957_6529440355609950578_oASDA own brand vodka IS NOT a better alternative to the more expensive branded one.
  8. Adding 3 days onto any use by date is acceptable.
  9. Nicking plastic cups from a club is not theft, it’s genius.
  10. If you’re in a group on your way out somewhere singing about ZANTE CARZORLA over and over again is inevitable.
  11. Making each other cups of tea in exchange for a favour is a very serious binding contract.
  12. Never be in more than 2 club photos per night, you wake up and regret them instantly.
  13. Leaving your door unlocked WILL result in consequences.11079618_1060650747283920_2182176098826175136_n
  14. Shuffling should only be attempted by masters once on the dancefloor.
  15. They are essential for pre-drinks but you NEVER own a full set of cards ( where do they all go?!)

Now these are realistically the rules of my life and I am proud….. Sort of .What have you learnt from University?

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T x



So this is something a bit different to my usual posts, but here I am, nearly at the end of my first year at Uni with a few words of advice for all of you.It’s been a crazy year and I’ve had loads of ups and downs but I honestly recommend Uni to anyone who considers it.Here is some of my advice:

  1. Try something new (trying to avoid sounding cliche here).There is a ridiculous amount of options available to a fresher, from the nudist society to badminton club.My biggest regret of fresher’s week is not signing up to anything, although I have attended some slightly embarrassing but fun Yoga sessions. Nobody at Uni knows who you are so it’s your opportunity to be whoever you want to be. It doesn’t even have to be a society,  try making a recipe you’ve never tried or dye your hair, these are the years for trial and error!
  2. If you’re not happy, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. This is the advice I would be screaming at myself  a year ago, if I could. I hated my old accommodation halls as I didn’t get on with the people. I spent months being miserable and having nobody to hang around with but one day I emailed the accommodation office
    Me and my flatmates- totally sober.

    inquiring if there was a possibility of moving flat and BAM my whole Uni experience changed. I now live with all my best friends and couldn’t be happier. I am also changing course next year as this one wasn’t quite right. Just because you put down one course on UCAS doesn’t mean you’re obliged for life. It’s OK to try around with different things, they can’t expect us to get it right every time! There’s always someone to talk to to find a solution for anything.

  3. Expect things to go wrong – everyone thinks that everything is going to perfectly but no, you WILL burn your toast, you WILL miss a lecture and you WILL spend too much money. but it’s OK 🙂
  4. Don’t rely on your friends/Boyf- This sounds so harsh but it’s true.If you’re lucky enough to have people you know go to your Uni, don’t expect them to be there 24/7, you HAVE to make some new friends by yourself. Also it’s inevitable that you’ll grow apart from some friends back at home, everyone has their own life. I keep in touch with about 3 of my old friends who make the effort and that’s normal. Some people I know base their decision of uni (eg where) based on their relationship and I think that’s silly, if you trust your relationship enough you’ll be fine.
  5. HAVE FUN, You’ll experience things that make you think “what a waste of the whooping 9k we are paying to be here” but it WILL be the best time of your life. 3am trips to MacDonald? A picture of you kissing the ugly guy in a club? Terrible memories of a sambuca-fueled night? Frying pan ping pong?It’s all part of the experience!
  6. Oh, you should probably get some work in at some point too.

T x