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"I'm Nervous"

I’ve just realised that I’m going into Year 11 in September. Crap.

It’s come as a bit of a shock, to be honest. I’ve got through these past couple of years just telling myself that I have years left at Mayflower (my school), and have nothing to worry about. No matter how much I hate the place, it’s basically a second home now. But what’s really sunk in was something I was told the other day, by our new Head Of Year Mr Selly. I personally thought it was a selly decision to give him that level of responsibility, but it’s not up to me.

Anyway, enough utterly awful puns and onto what he said...well, I can’t remember exactly because we were all too busy laughing at our ‘numerous’ uses for his surname in comical sentences, but the gist of it was that next year, is the last year I legally have to be in school.

So, if I wanted to, I could bog off to Spain next July, right?

Of course I’m not stupid enough to do that (surprisingly), but it still means I can do whatever I want. And the current plan I have is 6th Form for 2 years, and then onto University.

University. Something on these forums about Uni has stuck in my mind. It was posted by my good mate Your Honour, and it was...well, I suppose it was tips about how to get on at Uni. Tips like, “when you get there, go knock on everyone else’s doors and introduce yourself.” Other stuff that comes to mind when I think of Uni is signing up for courses, getting drunk and doing a helluva lot of revision.

This has me a little nervous. Hell, I can’t iron a shirt without burning somebody, how am I supposed to get through Uni!? I get nervous when talking to close friends on the phone, and you expect me to go INTRODUCE MYSELF!?

It just seems that the rest of my life all hinges on these next few years. Why not spread it about a bit? And why now, when I supposedly spend all my time thinking about sex, drink, sex and sex. It’s gonna be hard to do any work, especially with me mumbling along. “Okay, this headline needs to be positioned there...positioned...sexual positions.”* cue drunk laughter from roommates*

So if I get anything wrong over the next...5, 6, 7 years, then I’m totally buggered for the rest of my life. I can just imagine the conversations with the grand-children.

“Grandad, if you used to be quite clever, why did you never get a good job?”

“Because I gave my English Professor a wedgie, darling.”

And that’s if I ever have Grand-kids. Seems to me that if I don’t find a girl at Uni then I’m gonna spend the rest of my days conversing with a piece of Parmesan Cheese, especially considering I’m as good at talking to girls as Tim Henman is at reaching the Wimbledon Final.

I’m kinda wondering when my luck’s gonna turn. I look on at people who I know for a fact are worse people than me. I’m no angel, but I certainly wouldn’t call myself a bad person either. The same as you guys, I expect. But I see people who enjoy beating up others, have no respect for anyone who’s not ‘hard’ and don’t seem to have any ambitions for life. And yet, they’re the popular ones. They’re the ones who get the gorgeous girls. Okay, so the girl who I’ve liked since Year 3 is going out with someone who I like, but even then I think, “why him, and not me?” Probably because I’m as self-confident as Vinnie Jones is reasonable.

Well, I can’t banter on about my future forever, especially considering no one’s found a cure for death yet. Ha.

Ah well, I guess I have more immediate worries than University yet. I mean, I have to have a bath tomorrow. Night y’all.

Thanks for reading, Ant.

HálloHowArtThou wrote:
> Ant,
>
> although i cant give you advice on uni in particular all i can say is
> take life as it comes.
>
> good luck matey.

Hehe, cheers, same to you.

By the way, how old are you, if you're willing to say?

Ant,

although i cant give you advice on uni in particular all i can say is take life as it comes.

good luck matey.

I really wouldnt worry, sometimes you have bad times, but you live through them and they never seem as bad as what you thought. Like when i went to secondary school and there was nobody from my primary school in my class, it was crap at first but i made new friends and im all the better for it.

Lawless Fever wrote:
> You go to Mayflower? My cousins go there! :)

Really? What, in Billericay in Essex?


Anyway, thanks a lot for the replies people, I'll try and take all your advice into account and like YH said, RELAX. {:) Cheers again.

Yes you have three years. I have one. Don't worry about it... yet. I'm more concerned about working out what I'm going to do at university!

Then I'm starting training for a new job this week at Stock Brook Manor, so thats going to be tough, since I don't know anyone there.

It's a fact of life to be honest. Mines a bit of a mess and I sometimes feel very depressed and stressed, especially during my AS exam period.

I remember worrying about GCSEs in year 2 :) I got through them okay, so I'm sure I'll get through everything else as will you.

Ant, all I have to say is this: Don't worry about it. Any of it.

Uni is great fun, you'll really enjoy yourself. Don't worry about messing it up. So what if you do? Just resit a year, it's no major hassle. You have the rest of your life ahead of you. There are thousands of mature students at uni's all over the country, so relax.

Going on to what you said about all the fitlrs going for boys that are complete idiots,at your age it's true. But as you go through college, and then on to university, that changes. I was chatting to my mate about this the other day, actually, and it's true. When you go to college, you'll notice most of the dropouts don't bother, and the further you get through life, the hassle you have from the dropouts. Except for when they get your order wrong at McDonalds. :-D

As for not meeting anyone, don't worry about that either. I didn't meet anyone in my first two years. But the day before I left my placement year, I did meet someone. Crap timing, eh? There's nothing you can do about it though, so don't hassle yourself with it. It'll happen when it happens.

Life is all about having fun. If you're busy worrying about stuff, you're not having fun. So RELAX, eh? :-D

Ant wrote:
I’ve got through these
> past couple of years just telling myself that I have years left at
> Mayflower (my school), and have nothing to worry about. No matter how
> much I hate the place, it’s basically a second home now. But what’s
> really sunk in was something I was told the other day, by our new Head
> Of Year Mr Selly. I personally thought it was a selly decision to give
> him that level of responsibility, but it’s not up to me.

You go to Mayflower? My cousins go there! :)

Good post Ant, I can understand what you mean and it is quite a daunting thing (Uni). I sometimes wonder how I will succeed in my life, I often wonder if I will get the job I want to do. I try not to think about things in the future too much, for all I know I could be dead this time tomorrow. Could I end up a lonely old man? Could I end up being an airport baggage handler instead of my desired job a pilot? Could I end up with no social life? These are some of the questions I ask myself. These things which worry me can only be solved by me, I know that when I get to Uni I will need to check out the sports clubs (my interest), I feel I would be able to make friends this way then who knows what it may lead to. Nice post.

Don't worry, you have over 3 years to improve your social skills.

When I was your age I didn't think I'd need a proper social life, just Perfect Dark on my N64! :-D

Needless to say I've grown up a little over the last 2 years.
By the time I go to uni, I'll be able to talk to strangers.
I couldn't have imagined doing that 2 years ago! :-D

Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be just fine.

It's just a matter of adapting to the new situations you'll find yourself in, and you don't strike me as the sort that will struggle.