To Uni or not to Uni?

Wednesday, 22 April 2015

Just lately I have seen a lot of controversy about whether university is a good idea or not, whether it is worth it, and whether a person actually needs to go in order to succeed. It is something that I sit back and take in from afar, but getting involved is not something I desire to do, because there is always somebody out there that decides that whatever your opinion is, then it is wrong. 

However, I feel as if I need to put my piece in on this topic, purely because I was never intending to go to university, but here I am, three months from graduating and three minutes from a potential cry because of the fast approaching exams.

I never really took the whole uni thing seriously, in fact, I was never going to go - I wasn't even going to apply and to take my chances. I decided that I could quite easily get a job, earn some money, move out and get a sweet little life with my ex. It was the last day of the UCAS application when something switched in my head and I decided to give it a go. I wrote my personal statement straight in the blank box where you were supposed to copy-and-paste your slaved over statement in, paid my fee, and sent it on its way. 

Why? I have no idea - I couldn't even tell you what happened that day. One minute I was sat in my media course editing some film material, the next I decided I wanted to study biology at university and progress to a zoology course. The only thing I was certain about was that I had visited Manchester, and I loved it. I applied for a single university and left it down to whether they accepted me or not as to whether I would go.
The silly buggers accepted me.

I never really saw uni as this huge decision and massive deal that people see it to be. I saw it as an opportunity to do something new and something exciting. I never even once thought about the tuition fees or debt or anything like that - I saw it as a chance to experience new things, meet new people and learn things that I probably wouldn't take the time out of my day to learn myself.

University is more than racking up debt and gaining a supposed gateway into a career. I see people that constantly use the argument of student debt as a valid reason to not go to university, and it's boring. It's silly because paying it back is the equivalent of what you generally spend in Starbucks, and if you hit the point of being able to pay it all off - then you quite clearly kicked ass to get yourself there - why make it such a negative thing?

Basically, do whatever you bloody want and stop looking for guidance in others as to whether you should go to university or not. It is your own choice, and a personal one at that. I'm not going to sit here and tell you that you should go because I have loved it and I  will never regret my decision of doing so, but I am not you. I genuinely think it shouldn't be a thing to tell others whether to go or not to go, because in the end, a lot of those who thought it was a great idea to begin with end up dropping out, and a lot that don't want to go at a young age regret it later on and go as a mature student.

You know your life, you know what path you are on, whether it is skewed right now or whether it is straight ahead to a certain goal; and most importantly, you will know whether university fits along that road. I personally did it because my town has nothing for me and I wanted to broaden my horizons - and I have had the best journey and best time of my life. I wouldn't change it for the world. But if I didn't go, I'm pretty sure I'd be smooth sailing doing something else in the world.

Go to university because you want to. Not because you think it will help your career, not because all your friends are doing so, not because you don't know what to do next in your life. Do it because you want to. 

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