One Week.

The last time I posted on my blog, I was just a week into my second term for my final year at University.. Now, I write, a week away from being completely done with lectures, essays, reports, statistics and of course, my final year project (hopefully!).

Although I am completely exhausted - mentally and physically, from all the studying, research and writing - I know I'm going to miss it terribly. I'm already mentally noting things like "my last lecture with ____" or "the last time I'm in this lecture hall!".. And I know that may seem very sad, and pathetic, but I can't help but wonder what I'll do without all of this I've become so accustomed to now. I'm so used to living alone, and having my own routine, my own way of life.. I've built it by myself. It is mine. I'm going to miss just calling up a friend to "sign me in" for lectures, if I wanted an hour extra nap.. or was rushing a deadline! Ah, it's been amazing!

Every person, event and emotion I've witnessed here have been great -- not necessarily at the time, but those things have moulded me into such a different person now.

I can't wait for the next bit now - I know it's going to be completely different and new. I know that the experiences I've had over the last three years - and the one's I will no doubt have until June of this year - will never return, and they will be cherished greatly.

I'm just 7 days away from finishing my education! This is weird. I've only ever known what it was like to study, and worry about studying. It's been one of the most constant things in my life. But I'm glad I've come this far.. Wait, I'll save the rest of that sentence for after graduation (hopefully!)

Alas, a very tired, drained out, and emotionally confused me is signing off to take in the final week of University.

{NOTE: I refer to it as the "final week" because after this it's just exams, and nothing else.}