Five times when you'll wish you were a first year again
Being a third year has it’s perks (let me know if you think of any) but sometimes you can’t help but think back to the times when you had it so easy and you didn’t even realise it! To jog your memory, here’s some of the instances when you wished you were an eager and happy first year again.
The high expectations
In your third year, there is no excuse for not knowing how to reference. If you’re still using your referencing guide by third year, you my dear are failing at this whole uni thing. In your second year, you can kind of get away with it, you’re still considered a fetus.
But in your final year, the lecturers have no remorse when you don’t do the reading before class and there’s no pity from student services when you still can’t figure out how to enrol in next semester’s units. An extension on your assignment? Hah. That’s a good one. Sometimes you wish you could go back to the days when second chances were given and it was still OK to not know what the fuck is going on 90 per cent of the time.
To those who have to do prac as a part of their degree, I truly feel for you. Working nine-to-five (or longer) Monday to Friday and doing all the work without getting paid is draining. Of course there might be a job at the end of it and I guess you’re learning what it’s like to work in your field. But you can’t help but think back to the days when you had a healthy cycle of uni, work and a social life. The times when you had money in your bank account and the only thing you had to worry about was the next assignment.
Now, in your final year, you are being thrusted unwillingly into adulthood. Except you are still treated like a child by the “real adults” that actually get paid to do what you’re doing for free. What a time to be alive.
The third year units
At least one of your units in your final year will be career orientated. And you’ll be urged to take resume writing classes. They’ll teach you how to network and how to be a real working adult. These classes are boring as shit, but trust me you’ll be low-key panicking with all this talk of graduating. That’s still ages away right? I don’t need a real job yet, right? Right?
Doing first year units
In some degrees it’s possible to do your first year units in your second or third year. This seems like a smart idea until you realise you are the grandma in the room. You look around and see a lot of young, fresh faces with that familiar excited sparkle in their eyes that you used to have before your hopes and dreams withered and died.
The uni content is easy, but you feel you should always be the top of the class because you’re a third year god dammit and you should know better!
The excitement of learning
The best feeling is when you’re fresh out of high school and you’re excited to go to uni and learn something you’re passionate about. Of course, you should still have that sparkle of interest in your degree (otherwise what’s the point?), but in your first year, everything is so new and magical and you feel so grown up and you want to try your best. And remember when you tried to make an effort to look good for your morning lectures? Aww those were they days.
Sophie is currently studying a Bachelor of Arts and is an aspiring writer, dog enthusiast and thrift shop fashion icon.