HAPPY 2014! For many of you, this is going to be a year fraught with stress, revising, the occasional tear and maybe an Imperial interview! I’d really like to be able to offer interview tips but I’m a jammy dodger who didn’t have to interview so I’d suggest checking out a few of the other bloggers, as I know some of them have posted about interview technique. The whole process of applying, interviewing and waiting with baited breath for your offer is stressful, drawn out and time consuming but hang in there – your offers will come, and when you’re preparing to go back to London this time next year after your first Imperial Christmas holiday, you’ll look back on this time and wonder why you were so worried in the first place.
Can’t say I’m too thrilled at the prospect of going back to London in nine days after nearly four weeks of free laundry and home cooked food but I guess having two reading weeks before my exams at the beginning of Feb is some consolation (shout out to the medics who are going back this weekend). So what happened over Christmas. For one thing I got glasses! I was initially a bit embarrassed to wear them in public but they’ve grown on me and I actually kind of like them now.
We don’t do Christmas dinner by halves in my house… Massive turkey, roasties, so much veg, sausages, bacon, stuffing, you name it. We had an amazing Christmas dinner and spent the afternoon on Christmas day watching films (Toy Story 3 was on the BBC and tears may or may not have been shed) and just having some quality fam time. The title for today’s blog comes from a text my friend sent me on Christmas afternoon – it sums up my Christmas day pretty well after the incredible dinner we had!
The weather was absolutely awful. I know it’s a very stereotypically British thing to complain about the weather all the time but I swear down, I have never seen so much rain.
It was absolutely lovely seeing all my friends from home and it’s amazing to see how much we’ve all changed even though our home city is exactly the same as it always was. Can’t imagine what we’re all going to be like by the time we’ve been through three years of uni! As much as I’m loving being at home, I really miss everyone back in South Ken. It’s a bit crazy just how close you manage to get to people in the space of 10 weeks. One of my best friends in halls actually lives just outside of my city so he’s coming to visit me next week!(what were the odds of meeting someone from the same place as me, on the same course as me and living in my halls…) My other hall friends are scattered across the country and indeed the globe (one is in Canada right now) so I won’t be able to see them until we’re all back.
I got to do lots of pretty cool stuff in the weeks leading up to the end of term, such as attending a citywide carol service for London students, the Imperial College Christian Union International Christmas Dinner and a cake date at Hummingbird Bakery (which you seriously need to visit if you’re in London for interviews)! So as stressful as I’m expecting this month to be, I’m very much looking forward to doing more awesome things with the CU and friends – and of course, more cake dates (me and a couple of my friends decided that as women of Imperial we need to stick together, so every so often we have cake dates and coffee dates. You know, to strengthen our bond as friends. And to sample incredible confectionery)
There’s not an awful lot to look forward to when I get back to London – dragging my extremely heavy suitcase down the stairs at Victoria tube, studying like a woman possessed for my organismal and biochem and micro exams at the beginning of February, feverishly reading anything that could even vaguely count as ‘extra reading’ and not having enough coins to do a wash – but as hard as the academic side of uni and the practicalities of hall life can be, it’s 100% worth it when I consider that I’ve made some of the most inspirational, wonderful, beautiful and close friends I will probably ever have.
Happy new year everybody xx
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