Before people leave you never actually think anyone is going anywhere. Life is comfortable, it doesn't need altering. University has stolen some of my very close friends, and if not university the more exciting parts of the world have tempted them. Most of my friends have now experienced freshers, joined societies and as loans enter their banks, their new lives of independence has officially pieced together. Higher education has taken my comfort zone, ripped it up and then thrown it all back to me, and in desperate attempt to glue it back together I lost more and more of the pieces.
As I plough through my third year of sixth form, I can't help but wonder where all this university pressure came from. Its meant to be the best three years of your life, the place where you meet your true friends and where a job will be waiting for you close after. Not that I'm in a position to judge but is this really the case? Of course its a great time, but is it how we expect it to be? Can't say I know.
Maybe I resent it. Most likely.
