Hello again guys 🙂
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 🙂
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 🙂