Making the decision to go to university isn't something which happened over only the two years of sixth form. For me, it has been in the making since the early years of my life when I was given my first box set of paperbacks (Wordsworth and Oxford classics). It's odd, the memories you keep when you think of it like that. The aim of university was what kept me working hard right up to A level. The motivation was to learn as much as possible and, in the process of doing so, achieve the necessary results to go to university.
|Just some of the many wonderful people I have been lucky enough to meet on my journey so far|
Writing in particular is the best medium to take a step back and look at where you should head to next. Producing content here allows me to share not only what I have learnt but also my processes. Through noting down experiences and going through them, it becomes possible to see what I have achieved in the past successfully and how I can go about using similar behaviour to continue producing work at the best standard I am capable of. Especially now that first year is over and I am heading to a whole new place with a different academic system, it will be incredibly useful to be able to look back and see how my past self might have handled a situation. It feels like having someone to look out for me on this path where I will have to re-learn my footing. But that said, it will ultimately be a good thing for me to keep pushing my comfort zone to see what I can learn from this new challenge.
|So much world out there to see! - Photo copyright CLSS 2017|
A big part of what I learnt about myself through moving to York for study is that home is much more complicated than being a singular tangible place. Instead it is something we each carry, within the relationships we sustain and the way we approach the world around us. Whenever I think of this, especially when travelling alone and feeling lonely, it reminds me that friends are never too far away if I keep my eyes open.
|Me pre-sixth form|
Life is not so simple as offering us a schedule where everything is always on time or goes constantly to plan. And whilst to a well organised mind that can often prove an inconvenience, to me it is a relief that there is still always surprise to motivate and inspire. Colours would not be so bright nor words so relevant if that were not the case. For me and my future, the things I want to accomplish are many in theory but so far not defined or chiselled into stone. There is time enough to experiment and whilst there is, I think back to the Charlotte who wandered around universities or years before when she learnt her ABC's with gaps in her milk teeth. I think of her and she is a vivid character to me. I think of myself at 5 and wonder what she would want to achieve now if she were exactly the same? Would she be happy with who we have become? Would I have been a good role model to myself at that age?
It might not seem entirely realistic thought wise, but for me it is enough to remember that a life is a map of who we are. It is of the utmost importance that when we reach the end of all of our journeys we are proud of what we have achieved. Today, the last day of July, I couldn't be prouder of my 2016/17 so far. And my aim for my future? To be this determined, excited and (above all else) happy, in another 10 years time.