17 July 2013 was the day I graduated from the University of East Anglia. It was exciting, nerve-wrecking, bittersweet and incredibly hot being in those robes, but I was glad to have my family around and friends about as hats flew into the air. It’s one of those classic moments where you either go, ‘Aha! Now everything’s going to change!’ or ‘Oh no! Now everything’s going to change!’
It’s really odd looking back: first time abroad on my own, moving an over sized suitcase from a quiet airport to UEA, then realising I had to drag it all the way to the accommodation on the edge of campus. It was raining as well. Very atmospheric.
The past three years in Norwich and UEA since then have been amazing, to say the least. There was a little touch of blue sometime in between first and second year; overall though, there are many memories I would not trade for the world. Finding more and more lovely people as the years go by, being part of Concrete, running the Malaysian Society, writing hilarious poetry for a class, having Gothic seminars at the Sainsbury Centre for Visual Arts, listening to Of Monsters and Men in a corridor at the Union House, spending Christmas with wonderful families, reading at an open-mic, singing on stage, corridor conversations… let me stop there before the images blur into one another.
The people I have met, the new things I have experienced, the things I have learnt about myself – I suppose all these led me to what I have, in a fantastic leap, decided to do.
I have uprooted myself from Norwich (ironically, following the end of a house contract, I was living in the same campus accommodation as I did in first year) and moved into the large, bustling city that is London. You might like to know that the weather was perfect when I left today. I am job-hunting. It’ll be difficult but I’m staying optimistic.
As luck would have it I also managed to secure a work experience and internship with two publishing companies in London. That is 10 weeks of my life sorted.
Had it not been for these three years, I don’t think I would have been brave enough to take this step. But there you have it. My journey is still continuing and my best days are ahead of me.