The Tale of Chemical Engineering (Part 1 of 1)

Ah so it is over. University, as I knew it, is 100% over, with no more lectures, classes, tutorials, with only two exams to go till the real world starts. I feel slightly differently now than I did when school finished. It is exactly four years since my time at Woodfarm ended, and has became slightly rose tinted as my sister begins the journey that I have just finished, heading to Strathclyde to do Chemistry with Drug Discovery.

When I completed school, I was going to miss hanging about with the friends that I had, miss the banter with the teachers, and the overall feeling that I had no choice that it was over. The law said I was finished and had to leave, at the age of 17. Nothing doing. With University, there is no age limit, it was my sole choice to end up going and doing a degree, even though it is becoming so dilute with so many students from schools going to university. I have the ability to go back to Uni and do a new degree in something, at any point in my forthcoming life, a choice that school never presented to me.

Another thing that is different is the manner in which I leave. At school I was tired of it, but not of learning, of education; this was obvious by my further education at University. At the end of my degree, I have many a question to be asked of me. Where do I go? What do I really want to do? But I think my education is over.

I am so tired of University. It really was a horrific experience for most of the time. I hated the classes, the lecturers and most of my "classmates". In fact, there is only about five people from 90 that started the course that I still want to talk to, to stay in touch with, and those who know me will already know them. There were some great moments with friends but nothing from the actual material that made go "Yeah, this is fucking great" whatsoever.

The four friends that I said I would still be in touch with, standing outside my house as they were walking home on the last day of school, in four years time when I finished Uni I still am in touch with them, though more so than others, but that is due to factors outwith my control. Steven, Colin, Saleem and Michael were there, and to this day I still see them semi-regularly, and I hope that now University is over me and Steven who did the same course will stay in touch. Out of the people at Uni, my certainties of staying in touch are not so concrete. I think people such as Jonny, Jonathan, Shayan and McWhinnie will be easy to stay in touch with, but whether or not our career paths allow us to is another matter.

I have heard people say that University is where you make your friends, the ones you expect to keep for the rest of your life. I cannot say that I have, but I definitely met some of the most genuine people whilst I was at University, and whilst at University I think I have met the people who I will be friends with, and have became closer to them in turn, but not from the course.

What do I really want to do? This poses a problem, as I cannot answer it. I fancy doing the usual boring 9 to 5 with a mortage and a car. This is for the simple capatilist life that I have been broguht up in, but I also fancy doing something totally unique, which is exactly the offer Gyrodata have gave me. This is travelling around the world, for weeks at a time, leaving little time for a "proper" or "normal" life. In addition, a more pipe dream-like route is that I would love to write. I know my writing might not be perfect grammatically, or even make any sense some of the time, but I would love to write a story, or something similar. This blog is really just an out pouring of that plan.

At the End, it is easier to see the choices that should have been made at the beginning. I chose my courses wrongly at the time of sending in the UCAS forms. I think I should probably have had a think about what I wanted to do, rather than what I think I expected people to want me to do. Seriously, I cannot figure out or remember the reasoning behind my choice to do Chemical Engineering. It might have been something to do with the prospect of a job, or something with maths and chemistry, but every so often I see people doing degrees that seem easier as they involve argumentative elements and extensive writing, and are far more subjective than the mathematics of engineering. Maybe, I have some regrets in that case, but I lost enthusiasm for the whole caboodle, which I think might have happened to any course I did.

This is the first serious post I have ever done on this blog, but I think at the end of University there is no better time to have a chat about the whole thing. My advice for anyone who has a few years to go in their course, or is choosing (or has chosen) one is simple. Pick one you want to do. Forget about jobs or anything afterwards, do something that you will feel passionate about, and will have the most "fun" doing.

After all, that's the only thing that is important.

A return to the more silly bloggins will commence this weekend, with a Tale of Rock Steady like no other; The Old Firm.

Just to give you a little taster of some of the things that have almost made me rant are below;
- The new Travis album, which is bloody great.
- Scouts and a few of the things that have happened over the last few weeks.
- Microsoft Office