Hi Beauties, Welcome to my blog!
In this blog, I want to tell you about my college experience.
I Graduated from school in 2014 at 16 years old. I left ever so happy to leave my School as honestly I wasn’t comfortable there and I just wanted to get away from students and teachers, so when I got my GCSE results back with two of the best grades I needed for the college course I applied for. I did not really know what I wanted to do in the future, however, my mum is a home-based beautician, So I thought ‘I know lets apply for this, Mum will be able to support me and we can share this experience together, My Best friends going to college, so I’ll be fine’. So I applied for the Level 1 Diploma in Beauty Therapy.
Like I said above I was surprised and extremely happy to get in and I was looking forward to it. However, My Best Friend was unable to come to college and although my friends were attending I wasn’t really as ‘close’ as I thought I was and we were in different buildings. I was attending a college course where I don’t fully know my surroundings with zero people I knew in my class.
My class started awkwardly, the teachers were friendly and my classmates were either Quiet or had a very good personality. As Lessons went on so did the breaks in between where I found myself alone. I was a little claustrophobic, so I didn’t go in the Canteen I ate outside or if the weather was bad wouldn’t eat at all. Until one day two women in my class who was in there mid-twenties invited me to eat with them at lunch as I was by myself, somehow they convinced me and I was able to hang with them at break and lunch (I tried not to be burden, however, I spent my whole Course year with them and was able to talk and be close with other classmates
Coming towards the end of the course, I decided to enter a whole different Course for my Second year and stupidly distanced myself from everyone I got close to by deleting them from my facebook.
I have to admit I didn’t know what course I wanted to take but I knew that Level 2 Diploma in Beauty Therapy wasn’t for me as it wouldn’t be uncomfortable for me. I attended a meeting with a Course counsellor which suggested Level 2 in Business Studies. When I attended my interview, I was offered Level 3 Diploma in Business Studies. A level higher than expected, which made me more confident and ambitious for my next year.
1 week later I found myself attending a new environment all over again. For the Induction day, I only spent 1hr 30 mins there due to a job interview, this made me unknown to the class I was put in as well as my timetable (i asked staff in the same department but they were not helpful at this time). I was told by a staff member to come the week before to college on Friday around 9 am, however, no one told me that the class was cancelled and all students got told but me. Having arrived at college (wasting my time) a teacher told me to sit in her class as it was the same level but different group. That was when I was introduced to the students and surprisingly felt comfortable telling them that I make videos on youtube and felt good in that class, although I knew I shouldn’t get comfortable I was able to talk to some girls and spent most of my day with them.
Following on to Monday, my mood towards college differs. I finally saw my class and met my teachers but felt outcasted. In many ways, I felt that groups were already formed. I spent most my days unhappy with my day and if someone other than a teacher spoke to me in class that as one of the highlights of my day. I then began to spend my days going to college, listening to music and doing course work. Music was literally my life. I then around November 2015 planned to Drop out of college as I was so unhappy, however my family wouldn’t allow me two, but around this time I would date how many days I til I turned 18 to drop out and announced to some boys in my class I wanted to drop out (talking to them openly made my absolute week). Then two girls who started the year with me, around my age, came into my life and spoke to me twice a week, then it became every day I was in class. I am ever so grateful that they made my last months of college a little bit more positive. I did feel rather depressed most times however and slacked on my work and had to stay an extra month to pass the course.
Now – 2016
After I left college, I lost contact with the girls I met & helped my mum with tea and coffee duties and tore myself away from my hobbies and things that made me felt happy. At first, I felt lost (wandering) and was in a slum. I’m currently looking for a job and it’s been 6 months since I was in education and had contact with people my age. I’m going by my day positively and trying to get out of this depressing hole I have pushed myself into. I’m making myself reenter my hobbies and interests and I am ensuring that something that made me happy happened every day. I don’t know what’s next for me, however, living positively is helpful and allows me to not be the way I felt at the beginning (another story).
I hope you gained or learned something from my story and experience and whether or not you have or are going through what I went or am going through I hope you stay strong and know I am here if you want to chat.
HONEYMOONBEAUTY 
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