Welcome to the real world..

Welcome to the real world… Not! First off, I am staying true to the undergraduate tradition of going back to bed until the late hours of the afternoon; cut me some slack though I did go to my lecture at nine this morning. Let’s be honest there is no other place that epitomises the well mocked phrase of ‘working hard or hardly working’ better than my four walled room (with ensuite, may I add) at University but this is what everyone does right?!

University has opened my eyes to whole new world… of partying!! Never before has going out every night been so acceptable and expected. I always thought going out on a Friday and Saturday was pushing the boat out a little bit… oh no, now I sound like my parents!

Being a first year Fashion student also brings its problems along with its presents. You ALWAYS and I mean always have to look fashionable and on trend (not that anyone knows what that is anyway). There are many connotations for the phrase ‘walk of shame’ be positive or negative, however, the walk of shame into a lecture wearing joggers and a hoodie is not one I intend on walking anytime soon, Ugly Betty springs to mind!

As a student I suddenly feel part of a clique (and in the words of Kanye West) there ain’t nobody fresher! As I’m programmed to live, breath and read fashion – I insult designer advertising, I mock repeated fashion shoot themes and I re-create a dreadfully, deteriorating brand images, but we like to call it ‘Visual Awareness’. Plus, for any of you wondering, yes we do get excited when we’re asked to bring along a glue stick and a pair of scissors to a seminar.

As for finding a job at University. Does it even exist? Before moving to University I thought I’d be clever and give out a few CV’s, play it cool, secure myself a well-paid job… What a laughable waste of playing it cool. So now, I’ve appropriately lowered my standards and open for business.

From ticket reps to dressing up as a club mascot I have sufficiently secured myself in the… unemployed section of university students, could I become anymore of a stereotype or cliché? Cry. So is University all it’s cracked up to be?

Honestly? Yes. I’ve only been here four weeks and I can confidently say that I have made the best decision of my life so far. I’ve met new friends, gained independence and recognised my inability to handle my drink but… …For the time being I’m quite happy, in my own little unemployed, fashionable, cutting and sticking world!