It’s been a year since I last blogged anything, which is absolutely terrible. However, I have an excuse. Sort of. With just three weeks remaining of my final year, things have calmed down enough that I finally have time to blog again. The last few months have been hectic; my focus was entirely on writing my final year project (FYP), which I will hopefully upload as soon as I get graded for it. Exactly 13,264 words, around 60 Mochas and quite a few tears later, the end of my degree is finally in sight. It’s a terrifying and exciting fact.
As the wise Joni Mitchell once said, “don’t it always seem to go that you don’t know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone”. While a poignant line, it’s not exactly my reality. From the moment, I set foot in UL, I’ve known it was right for me and I knew I’d be missing it long after I eventually left. It’s the first home that I chose for myself, every aspect of my life in Limerick was something I chose. At the risk of sounding disgustingly cheesy, the people I got to know, the last-minute BBQs, the “one-too-many” kind of nights, and the adventures that ended up in goat attacks- they were all a part of this life that I built in Limerick, my home away from home.
Now that the end of my degree is very, very close, I don’t really know what to do with myself. There’s a kind of buzz around that’s contagious, everyone seems to have a different plan and a path that they want to take and I feel like I’m not ready to decide which way I want to go. While that does scare me, I’m trying to remember that I’m still young and decisions don’t have to be made hastily.
Despite not knowing exactly what my next step is, I’ve never felt more confident and happy about where I am and what the future might hold. Studying in Limerick has helped me to grow in a way that I never expected, I am so grateful for this experience and I’m excited to work out the next step.