The end approaches

I can't believe that I'm seriously coming to the end of my undergrad degree. Where has the time gone?? It seems like only yesterday that I was standing nervously in the registration line with my sister, staring at all these strange new people and buildings with huge, terrified eyes...and now it's three years later and I'm about to (hopefully!) graduate with my very first degree.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not going anywhere; I'll still be sticking around for another two years for my postgrad degree (an LLB, for those of you who may be interested). But it won't be the same :( I'm moving out of res and into a house with two friends, I'll no longer be on house comm or hall comm, and I'll be spending much more time working and much less time partying. It's a bit of a depressing prospect. I'm going to be one of those 'old' students in the Rat, sipping my Coke and complaining about the debaucherous first years and heading home to get an early night as soon as the clock strikes 11. I'm even considering getting a cat (yes, seriously). I've had my last big night out for the year (and admittedly, I don't remember most of it) and now I have to settle down, get serious, and stick my nose in my textbooks for the next month. Fun fun fun. Not.

But despite all of this rather depressing ageing crap, I have realised that the next couple of years will be bringing not only new challenges but also new and exciting experiences (yes I'm starting to sound like a self-help book :P ). I'm going to be a friggen' postgrad! Not a newbie undergrad fighting for her first degree, but one of the self-satisfied veterans swanning around campus - no offence to my postgrad readers. :P I'll be allowed into the postgrad commons, I won't feel awkward and intimidated in the Law Library, lecturers will take me seriously...the list of privileges goes on. Sure the work might be more intense, but at least it'll be aimed towards my future career rather than vague and academic. The party-fuelled, breakfast-gossip, random-hook-up-every-Friday, no-work period of my varsity life might be slipping away, but God knows I've made the most of almost every moment I've had! Undergrad has been an epic ride but it's almost time to move on to, perhaps not greener pastures, but certainly new pastures.

And fear not, this blog shall continue! Ever entertaining, documenting the fascinating trials and tribulations of the Rhodent life, this blog has a good few years left in it yet! And if I don't get to post again before then, best of luck to every Rhodent writing exams - it's time to kick ass. :)