I’ve finally finished college. I feel like I’ve been waiting forever to say that, but at the same time, it hasn’t quite sunk in yet. I wasn’t sure if I was going to write this originally, but as much as I want to post “valuable” content on here, my blog is also my way of documenting the things that happen in my life, and this is a pretty big deal.
I’ve spent the last two years studying for an HND in Advertising and Public Relations, a qualification which I wanted in order to go on to study for my bachelors degree in Marketing. On Friday, I found out that I’m graduating from my course with straight A’s, and I couldn’t be happier about it.
My further education journey so far has been a bit bumpy. I left school with four highers and decided to head on up to Aberdeen to study Fashion Management at Robert Gordon. I hated that course a lot, and I hated the city even more. It wasn’t the right place for me, but I tried to make it through, before dropping out after a tough two years.
Dropping out of university was a tough decision to make. I was struck with the fear of disappointing people I loved, and after spending years having university drilled into my brain as being the only option to succeed in life I was terrified that I was setting myself up for failure. I wish I’d realised sooner that this wasn’t the case. There are so many routes to “success”.
And then here we are. I’m leaving with straight A grades in my HND, meaning that I’ve secured a place at my first choice of university, where I’ll be starting in third year in September. I’ll be studying Marketing at the University of the West of Scotland, with my plan being to eventually complete a masters in Digital Marketing at the same campus. I’ve realised now that my plans don’t always come to fruition, so we’ll see where this road takes me.
Secretly, although not so much now that I’m sharing it with the world, I’m absolutely terrified to be going back to university again. My first attempt just about broke me, and it’s taken me a really long time to realise that dropping out didn’t make me a failure. I’ve visited the campus I’ll be studying at and I’ve spoken to people who have finished the same degree I’m about to embark on in an attempt to quell my fears, but they still linger. From what I know so far it seems like it’ll be night and day in comparison to my old course, and I’m really excited by the modules on the programme, but the nerves are still there…
At the end of the day, I’ve dropped out once and I survived. I’m sure if I did really hate it it wouldn’t be the end of the world, I think I could get by. I’ll just buy myself some new stationery and then I’m sure the excitement will kick in after that!
So, here’s to the next chapter, I guess.