Welcome back
We're just under a fortnight back into a university term – my last – and it's quite clear already that it's going to be a long 15 weeks. To be honest, I haven't really been enjoying the work for the best part of a year, so it's not come as any great surprise that I'm finding it a bit dull this time round. I can put up with it because a) I only have this term left to complete, and b) it would be utterly stupid to give up now. Plus, I enjoy the social side of uni life – not just "going out" but also meeting and talking in lectures, seminars, etc. – too much.
Make no mistake, I'm not saying this because the work is difficult. I can do it without much effort, in all honesty. It's just that I'm getting bored of English Literature after studying it for three years (five if you count A-level).
It's reassuring to know that while some people have a very clear idea of what they're going to do come July, there are definitely people out there who haven't got a Danny. I'm glad I managed to find some of them, because it's put my mind at rest. As things stand, I don't really know what I want to do when I leave: I know what I don't want to do (another course, another year, a Masters. work at the Co-operative), but choosing something concrete isn't so easy. To be honest, I'm not particularly worried about it: I'll be absolutely fine. Sometimes I just wish I had a better answer to give people who ask "So, what are you going to do with an English Lit degree?".