University, Friends and Religion.

I started my third year of university in September. I knew it would be hard knowing the fact I was in my final year and that I was moving from just outside of Preston to the main campus. Talk about awkwardness. Knowing that I was a third year but feeling like a fresher, not knowing anyone in my selected modules and not knowing the lecturers as I had at Myerscough. the first week came round pretty quickly and time dragged that week. It took the Mic.

Everything felt like it had changed and I was ready that week to walk out on university and return to the place where my family was....... home. But something seemed to change after that week, It was like the lecturers knew what we were going to say, whatever we said they agreed with. the main problem I had was telling the course leader that I had an operation and that I wasn't going to be doing practical for a while and I prayed about it with a friend at church, knowing that if he said no to me being on the course then I'd be bound for Nottingham. To my surprise he advised I took more time off then the hospital had given to me. success number 1.

So after feeling like that fresher again it was time to bite the bullet and make the new friends like I had done in the first year, and like last year double the amount of work I did and the amount of time I would be in the library. Well so far that's going to plan. the friends is going all right too but it hasn't been with its ups and downs. Helping them with work or just socialising with them. But in retrospect its my old friends that have come through for me.

The Myerscough friends I'd made really seems to of helped me this year, knowing that we all have that safety net to fall back on knowing that we'd help each other out. knowing that the big piece of work I've got for one module is going better then I expected. Knowing that your friends come to you for advice, help and comfort boosted me trough first few weeks, having people during the summer having people asking me when are you coming back home to Preston, I even had someone declare to me that Preston was and is my home.

I had someone who has helped me a lot during my time at university and during my church time up here. I think if he wasn't here now, I wouldn't be in Preston. University would of finished after second year and I'm proud to say he's my friends and a fellow Christian a lot of people underestimate the unimportance of religion but its saved my life, my university life and my friends.