Pioneer

Right, today is results day, the light at the end of the dark, dank, and deeply disturbing tunnel that has been the UK education process thus far. Today is the day one finds out whether or not he is permitted to leave this tunnel and go onto the greener pastures of university. It is, with great pleasure, that I must inform my readers that I will be treading on these pastures as of September 26th. And I can tell you it will be with the upmost enthusiasm and vigour that I will frolic onto these new, unknown pastures. I am taking my UCAS offered place at Hull University to study British Politics and Legislative Studies (BPLS), which not only offers a good grounding in politics, but also a year in Westminster shadowing MPs, to really get a feel for parliamentary procedures and conduct original research for a dissertation. I am really excited to be spending all my time studying something for which I have a real passion, rather than stuck in a stuffy classroom going over old concepts that were disfiguringly boring even when they were new. I’m also incredibly eager to take part in the university-student socialising, which is looked upon with almost reverence by the rest of society. Of course a big bit of that will be learning the tough old lesson of alcohol, and answer the tough old questions of “how much can I take in one night?” and “how did I end up waking up there?!” which I’m sure will pose as much a conundrum as the final exams themselves will. I’m hoping to be able to do all of this whilst also staving off those who will, indubitably be chasing me for money, the Student Loan Company, parents, friends etc. The problems posed by money for university students have been stressed so strongly in recent years I fear that my debtors will actually end up consuming my soul by the time I’m through uni. So, assuming I can get through university without failing my exams, starting a civil war with my liver or having my soul consumed by money-hungry debtor-demons, what do I hope to get out of my degree? Well, hopefully a career! I always said my dream job would be to become the Prime Minister, and, until recently always wrote myself off saying that it was too high a target. However, it occurred to me that surely someone must be Prime Minister, so why can’t it be me? As well as spring-boarding me onto a career path, I hope to attain invaluable life experience from going to University. I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that my time in University will be filled with more laughs and loves, more trials and tribulations and more fun than any dodgy Rom-Com movie in the cinemas at the moment.