This is my final year at uni (at least for now - better be careful not to give God too good a laugh!). I always knew it would be a tough year. I already feel a bit overwhelmed by the whole thing.
There aren't many hours I need to be in classes, but there's a tsunami of reading that needs done. Given I have the same number of honours subjects as last year, this shouldn't be a problem, but I do have a dissertation to write too.
I don't even have placement this year, so that's one less thing I need to juggle. In so many ways, this should be easier.
I think, though, it is the lack of (potential) focus. Not needing to go into uni as often as I have in the last two years - which saves a fair whack of cash on commuting. I also can get as many cups of tea as I want at home, without the cost (or lack of size/flavour). I work best with a pint of tea every couple of hours or so (seriously).
I also know it's odd not seeing people around as much. It's a sad fact, but I could go a weeks not seeing some of my friends and colleagues at uni. Perhaps this is a lesson I need to learn - to consciously make an effort to meet with friends for a cuppa or lunch, to catch up and generally just be mates blethering together. I know I will need their support and friendship when I'm doing this stuff through probation and 'for real'.
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