I guess I should start with my now customary apology for being MIA. I severely underestimated how trying this academic year would be. I have never been so physically, mentally, and emotionally drained. With that said, I’ve also never had so much fun. This year has been full of incredible highs and the lowest lows. As most of you know, I recently lost Milo and I’m still adjusting to my new normal. It’s been hard, to say the least. On a more positive note, I’m officially done with my undergrad! As I’ve been reflecting on my time here and trying to figure out what I’m going to do with my life, I’ve come to two conclusions.
1. I’m so glad that I decided to come to St Andrews.
2. I cannot wait to leave St Andrews.
It seems like just yesterday I was a starry-eyed 18-year-old coming to visit the university for the first time. I fell in love with this town fast. Our relationship became strained even faster. St Andrews has put me in situations that I wouldn’t wish upon my worst enemy but it has also given me some of my best friends and a lifetime of memories. I’m eternally grateful for both the laughter and the tears. I’ll always remember the fashion shows (and balls and polo tournaments. Did I go to university or a country club?), late-night bonding sessions, and all of St Andrews’ weird traditions. That’s not to say that I’ll forget the sleepless nights, breakdowns in the library, and toxicity that comes with being in such a small town. I’ve grown so much and been knocked down more times than I care to admit. St Andrews has changed my perspective in a lot of ways. It has helped me figure out what is truly important to me and prepared me for life after university. This really has been the best of times and the worst of times.
Even though I’m not like a lot of university graduates who talk about wanting to stay in uni forever (there’s literally not enough money in the world to convince me to stay), I am so grateful for everything that I’ve learned here. Although this is the end of one chapter, my academic career is not yet over. To my mother’s dismay (sorry mommy!), I’ve decided to stay in the UK and get my graduate diploma in law. Living in London is going to be a slight change. I’m sure that I’ll miss this small town when I’m thrown into the big city but I cannot wait for everything London has to offer. Stay tuned to hear about graduation, the dreaded flat hunt, and my summer adventures.