Why Exeter? Why Russian?Β 

Hello again guys πŸ™‚ 

Hope you’re all loving life right now – I definitely am! Even though work is an ongoing uphill struggle, I’m just happy knowing that I’m where I’m meant to be right now. I.e. At Exeter, studying languages… and yes, yes I’m going to mention my faith in this post. God is a huge part of my life – I can’t just leave that out!  So, as I lie here on my bed enjoying my heater (rent with bills included for the win!) and feeling cozy even though outside it’s raining and like 5 degrees C… I’m going to write a post. 

I don’t think I’ve ever really talked about why I came to Exeter. It’s a funny story. My A-level years were pretty stressful – I was living life like a robot… every five minutes was planned and timed – each activity had a certain duration. I had no social life really. It sucked. And then I was trying to apply to unis… actually, I was applying to Oxford. And Oxford applications have to be in super early so they can do interviews etc. I actually applied there to do Spanish and beginners modern Greek. I got to interview and by the time I was there I realised I didn’t want to go. Why swap one stressful situation for another? I knew Oxford would be a pressure cooker and I would not do well in that kind of environment. (Sorry to those that go/have been – personally I knew it wasn’t for me!)

So then what? Well… I had Bristol, Exeter and Durham on my list. Oh and Warwick. I had offers from all four of them – which I’m told isn’t normal?! Warwick was too close. Durham was too far. So that left Exeter or Bristol. Bristol offered Catalan as a module alongside my Spanish course and was closer to home but not too close. I don’t want to go to Exeter because it didn’t offer Catalan and it seemed a long way away. 

Moral of the story is – never say never to God. I’m not going to go to Exeter, she said. It doesn’t tick all of my boxes, she said. Guess where she ended up? 

Yeah that’s right! I visited Bristol on an open day, and it was fine, but that was it. “Fine”, But not quite right somehow. It was a ‘I could survive 4 years here’ kind of grim feeling. I visited Exeter a week or two later…. and just knew. Even my mum said she felt peace knowing I would be here. That night I put it as my first choice. 

On results day, I got a text from Exeter to say congratulations my offer was now unconditional before even knowing what my result was (which it turned out, was exactly what I needed to get in). 

It’s not been easy all the time here – my first year, as you know, was tough. But I knew from the beginning I was here for a reason. 

So yeah. That’s why I am where I am today πŸ™‚ 

Oh and to answer the “why Russian” part – I have no idea! A combination of wanting to do something extraordinary and challenging. Something not many other people were doing. And I have to say I couldn’t have made a better choice ❀ I am loving learning about Russian history and culture and can’t imagine doing anything else!

Now I just need to decide where I want to go next year… St Petersburg, or Siberia (Novosibirsk). Let me know in the comments which one you think I should go to and where I absolutely HAVE to visit while I’m in Russia πŸ™‚ 

I just love the autumn colours ❀

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An answer to prayer…

So my last blog was a bit more serious than my normal posts… but I was being real and honest – life isn’t always hunky dory! 

This week has gone so much better and I’ve been ploughing my way through my work so that I can do fun things this weekend πŸ™‚ it’s one of my friends’ 20th birthday and I need to get her present tomorrow, and it’ll be another friends birthday next weekend so I am probably going to look for something for her as well. I’m also about to run out of paper… a vital necessity as a student! 

I love my weekends because I get to be more chilled and do things at my own pace πŸ™‚ 

I’m in love with autumn right now and all of the colours. As always here are some pics I’ve snapped through the week:


Mmm all the feels… apparently it’s snowing else where in the UK right now… but that hasn’t reached Exeter yet (even though it’s 4 degrees C outside right now!).

My year abroad plans are moving along and even the second round of this group project we have to do in Spanish is going quicker than I thought which is a complete relief. Even my friends’ depression is lifting, and she’s so much happier this week (an answer to prayer – God has literally turned that situation around and it’s worked out so well.) 

I have to admit at the start of the week I wasn’t in such a happy place – but then last weekend I got locked out of my room when the reception staff weren’t in and had to ring the out of hours security to get let back in (you use a fob but I left it in my room to put something in the kitchen and forgot to put my door on the latch so it closed on me!!) you get fined Β£30 for ringing the out of hours people so it was very frustrating especially as I’m juggling two jobs right now so money is a bit irregular. Also, is it just me or have priced in Aldi gone up? Please tell me this is cos it’s winter and not because of Brexit?? 

Anyway… things are coming to an end and it’s an answer to prayer because I was freaking out about everything I had to do and get through this week. I’m feeling encouraged…. and I hope that if you read this you’ll feel encouraged too. Sometimes we have bad days, or weeks or even months but that’s all they are – short periods of time which will pass. It’s all about how you handle it. If you let it get you down too much and give up all hope of getting through, it’ll just drown you. But if you hold on and try and trust that something will come of it and the storm will pass, you’ll come out stronger and realise that there was nothing to worry about really. 

Something I’m learning anyway! I’ll update on my Year Abroad plans soon when they are more concrete – it should be interesting for you all to follow my adventures in Spain and Russia! 

It’s just been one of those weeks

Sometimes life doesn’t go so well. You get low marks in your test. You hand in an essay you don’t feel proud of but you worked hard for. You lose confidence in an area where before you had no problems. Your friend is feeling low and dealing with a ton of problems and wants to chat to you for hours when all you want is to make a dent in your never ending pile of work.

And then: You get a punctured bike tire which takes 2 hours to fix.

Yes, this was my week this week. No worries, I’m not going to rant. (I’ll try!).

Sometimes you have a frustrating week where nothing seems to go well. You know? So what do you do about it? Rant? Scream? Cry? (Crying’s not such a bad outlet actually…). Usually, when I’m feeling like dirt, I try and pray. I tell God what’s going on. It helps to know He’s there and that he cares. Because when everything else lets me down, He is constant and unchanging. Ready to pick me up. Do I always believe this? No. it’s hard sometimes to trust Him with everything. But He’s the only one that can give me peace in the end.

Philippians 4:6-7 is my faveourite verse for this kind of situation… I have kind of memorised it so I can bring it to mind when I need it most.

“Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.”

It’s hard right now, sitting here with all of this noise in the back ground to believe it, but from past experience, God has never not shown up when I’ve prayed that verse^.

Short and sweet I know… but please forgive me – I have had a bad week after all! Maybe next week I’ll post something a bit longer πŸ™‚ I just want to be real on here and SAY when I’m having a bad week because it’s not always rainbows and lepricorns! (I wish!)

And as I like to attach a picture to my updates… here are some snaps of my pumpkin and my flatmates pumpkins from Halloween…. mine was Mike Wazowski from Monsters Inc.


I hope you all had a good week this week πŸ™‚