I don't know when I developed this fear of going back to university after the holidays.
Was it during the second week into uni when I questioned myself whether I was suited to the life of a university students? Was it when I almost cried of every single lab where I felt like a deer in headlights, stunned by how everyone knew what to do and how I knew nothing?
I've never kept my disdain of university life a secret. I'm a very vocal person that way. I think in my group, I was the one who complained about uni the most. Sometimes, I'm even sick of myself complaining.
But the truth is, I'm not the only one going through this. Most of my friends are and I think they've been in the same position as I am. So at least there is some comraderie present right?
I have to make new friends this year and this scares me quite a lot. I won't see most of my close friends from last year anymore so I have to step out from that bubble once again to befriend people. Sometimes I wish I inherited my mother's skill as a social butterfly. Talking without having an invisible awkward meter at the side. Wouldn't that be fun.
Sigh, let's enjoy this holiday while it last. I had an awesome holiday though so at least that provide some comfort to me when I go back to uni life to know I rocked the holidays.
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