Having recently worked as an Open Day Ambassador for the Languages Department and talking to A-level students come to figure out what they want to do next, I realised just how big a decision going to university is. I know this sounds obvious and I’m a bit slow in realising this (after all, I am in my fourth year) but it got me thinking how different my life would be if I had chosen a different university. Because I come from Northern Ireland, I didn’t have the luxury of going to multiple different open days (one person I talked to was basically booked up every weekend with open days!) as practicality and costs got in the way of that. The only university I visited was in Scotland and I did quite like it there, so I will admit there have been a few times where I debated whether I had made the right choice in putting The University of Sheffield, which I had never visited, as my first choice. As I settled into Sheffield, those thoughts soon melted away and now I genuinely can’t imagine anywhere offering a better experience. So this is really just a little appreciation post about all the things I’ve loved about Sheffield. Well, not an exhaustive list, but a selection of highlights. Continue reading
Interested in trying something different, I spotted the book launch of Grit amongst the various Off the Shelf events. It’s an anthology of short stories and aroused my curiosity because it features exclusively local writers, all from Yorkshire. The event itself saw about half of the fourteen contributors reading us excerpts from their own stories – without the ending though, to keep the audience guessing – and was located in a cosy space in DINA. Compered by Michael Yates, the man who collated this collection, his warm manner created a relaxed, personal atmosphere. Continue reading
Making my way down one of Sheffield’s many hills and headed for the matinee show of How Not To Be A Boy with Robert Webb as part of the Off the Shelf festival, my sense of anticipation was high. I suspect this feeling was shared by most, if not all, of the audience, since the initial evening event had sold out extremely quickly. Sometimes such a high level of expectation dangerously leads to an anti-climax, but I wasn’t left disappointed: The promise of a ‘laugh-out-loud look at the absurd expectations thrust upon boys and men’ was certainly fulfilled. Continue reading
When my boyfriend and I told people that we were going to Ukraine, most people’s reaction was something along the lines of “Are you sure? Isn’t it dangerous there?” All despite the fact that we were just going to West Ukraine so not anywhere near where the trouble is. We didn’t really know quite what to expect ourselves but I certainly didn’t anticipate falling in love with the place as much as I did.
Especially considering the shaky start we had… Continue reading
First things first: The 120 Bus takes you from Endcliffe/Ranmoor to uni
It continues into the town centre too if you need to pick up some household things. You need to hail busses in Sheffield (something I learnt the hard way) and they come roughly every 10 min so missing one isn’t the catastrophe it once was if you’re used to living in the countryside like me. Student tickets are £1.20 with First Bus and Stagecoach. Continue reading
Being in the centre of Europe has made it much easier and cheaper to travel and I’ve definitely made the most of it! Continue reading
- First things first: Ask people who have done their Year Abroad for advice. I’ve pestered a few and they’ve always been super helpful and kind, going above and beyond anything I ever expected. So if anyone wants to ask me for any help, just leave a comment and I’ll try my best to be of use – for reference, I had placement in Berlin.
A lot has happened but I’ll start off with the deputy boss’ 50th birthday when we had prosecco, cake and confetti at work. A fantastic combination. That evening I also went for drinks with the other girl on placement in Pavlov’s Bar, a cosy bar with a genuinely fantastic playlist. It was lovely to be able to talk in German for so long and actually feel quite comfortable so things are looking up. Continue reading
This was both hard and easy to write. On the one hand, it helped me process my thoughts. On the other hand, I’m very aware of coming across as ungrateful for the opportunities open to me. I’m not saying that life abroad hasn’t been good but this is describing a feeling that pops up every so often, one that I can’t always ignore. So here we go…