Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Uni Tips - How not to act on 'Moving in Weekend'

September is finally here - hurray! Am so ready for not feeling guilty for not going out in the sun and wearing boots and scarves and drinking lots of hot chocolate. I am also definitely feeling the back to school vibe even though I still have 3 weeks until I go back to university.

Instead of doing a university tips post on moving in weekend, I thought it would be best, and possibly a little more interesting, to share my university moving in experience from last year. Hopefully, it will give you a little bit of an idea of what NOT to do if you are moving to university this year! But I must warn you.. it's a long one. So relax, and grab a cuppa.


Everything was packed in the car by about 8.30. The car was full and I just had enough room to squeeze myself in with the rest of my stuff. I lived about 3 hours away from my university so we set off at about 9. At this point, I thought I was feeling calm and collected... how wrong I was. 

We got to a service station and had some lunch. We were due to arrive at about 1ish, which at the time, I wasn't happy with. I was worried that I would get there too late to do everything that I wanted to and that I wouldn't meet any of my flatmates in time. 
Lesson 1 - don't stress out, everything will be done! 


So we arrived. We were placed in a car park possibly the furthest away from my accommodation. So I picked up my keys and went back to the car to start taking my dozens of boxes into my room. This was exhausting in itself. I opened up the door to my room and instantly was disappointed. My room was tiny, not what the pictures online looked like at all. Again, I put on a brave face. To make matters worse, the building and my room were absolutely boiling, and I do not cope well with heat! 


The next thing on my list was to go and pick up my student card. I thought I was so prepared, but when we got there and was asked for some paperwork, I realised that I didn't have my enrolment certificate. I literally went into meltdown mode. I wanted to cry. I made such a fuss and was frustrated and my parents had no idea what to do as I stood in tears in front of a room full of parents and other new students. However, it turned out I didn't really need it and picked up my student card anyway. What also panicked me was that everyone else looked like they knew exactly what they were doing, and I didn't. Plus, they all looked so much older than me! 
Lesson 2 - Other people really don't know what they are doing! 


Okay, so to make matters worse, there were tickets being sold for the nightclub event for that night. Because I was freaking out, they sold out, and I was so worried that everyone in my flat would have already bought a ticket and would go without me. I didn't need to freak out because this didn't happen. We all bought tickets on the night and got in anyway. 

Next, we went to the nearest tesco and bought some food. I spent the whole time freaking out that everyone in my flat would be meeting eachother and I wouldn't be there. I ended up not getting half of the stuff I wanted to and felt really panicky because there was so many people. 
Lesson 3 - Get your parents to get you the essentials as well as a few meals. It is so useful!


We finally made it back and by this time I was a complete mess, as was my mum who, she told me this a few weeks later, wanted to take me back home. At this point, my flatmates, who I couldn't thank them enough for doing, asked me whether I wanted to go around the building and meet some other people, which my mum pushed me to go and this gave them the opportunity to leave. I then cried... not a good start. 


So, if you have made it to the end of this very long post, well done! If you haven't... well you will never know how the story ended. Basically I went out that evening with my new friends, ended up coming home early because we didn't want to stay, and drunk hot chocolate in our pyjamas until the early hours of the morning. - so all worked out well in the end. 

Hopefully, this will give you some idea of what not to do on your first weekend at university. It is a stressful time, and it is not a weekend that I ever want to experience again, but once you get over the hurdle, things get a lot better! Just keep calm! 

Please don't tell me that I was on the only one who had a stressful moving in weekend?! 


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