iām in my third year of university and it has been quite a ride. first year i was living in residence and had an amazing roommate who is still my best friend now, but i was not prepared for how hard classes would be so i was a total slacker and got some pretty bad grades.
second year, i donāt remember much. i was living at home and i had a few friends i had class with, and my grades improved a bit since i actually knew how much work it took. but my chem courses were making me want to die. i ended up passing in the end though, thank goodness.
third year, ive lost contact with most of my friends. people donāt talk to me in class anymore, i donāt really go out a lot, but ive finally figured out what i want to do post-grad. iām working my ass off to keep my grades up, and itās really hard. iām in a difficult program at a well ranked school, and itās really taking its toll on my mental health. but iām looking towards the future and working my way past the shit iām dealing with. i have a few friends that i really love, and a partner thatās supporting me like crazy, so iām sure it will all turn out okay.
just remember: it will always be more work than you expect. i sailed by in high school and then realized i didnāt know how to study (and still donāt) once i got to uni. but if you work hard, try different techniques, make friends with people you can work with, and forgo fun things sometimes, youāll make it through