A Lack of Nostalgia

And so the last week of uni ever has drawn to a close. And I feel none of the sadness that I thought I would. Yes, I've enjoyed this period of independence and working on what I want when I want to, but in general I'm really disappointed with uni and it's not what I was expecting it to be. I thought I would learn things that actually help me teach, as opposed to things that help me research and write essays. I thought teachers would explain things, that they would teach things, that I would have the opportunity to learn things. But they kind of just give vague explanations and hope you already understand what they're teaching. So yeah, I'm not going to miss that...

And I thought that I would make friends that would last a lifetime, but then I suppose I expected that from high school as well... I'm so bad at friendship though, I don't like putting in so much effort to see people. I don't like being out at night because I like to go to bed early and I'm always busy on weekends. So I'd rather not socialise with people... And some people don't like that very much and honestly that's fine. Because my happiness doesn't depend on other people. At least not at the moment.

So at the moment the thing that's terrifying me is all the work I'm going to have to do on prac. The lessons to plan and all the paperwork. How do I make things exciting? How do I reach these kids? But also go to work and tutor and earn money because I need money because that's what I'm waiting on at the moment for my happiness.... There's always something.....