The September Issue

back to school

As I write this post, September is precisely two days, eleven hours and forty-nine minutes away. Honestly, I’m not too sure how I feel about that fact. Dubbed by Elle as the “thinking person’s January”, it’s a well-known marker of fresh starts. It’s a time to do up your top button and get down to business. I’ve always found something intoxicating about the anticipation of September and that back-to-school feeling. There’s just something I love about striding into the new season rejuvenated and ready to embrace self-improvement and positive change.

However, as I return to the University of Manchester to start the final year of my bachelor’s degree, I do so with some trepidation. For a start, after the lazy days of summer, it’s going to be a shock to the system, like squeezing into a pair of loafers after months of wearing Birkenstocks. There’s also the obvious matter of this is it – my final first day as an undergraduate. This is my last chance to buckle down and work to achieve the best degree I can. In just nine short months, the security black of being a student will be ripped away and I’ll be forced to fend for myself in the big wide world.

But more so, my trepidation comes from the fear of being alone. This time last year I had to interrupt my studies due to health problems, While I was taking a year out to focus on my wellbeing, my friends all continued with their degrees and have now graduated and moved on. So, as I return to Manchester in the coming weeks, I’ll be doing so without my two best friends by my side and that’s honestly terrifying.

I’m doing what I can to prepare myself. True to the traditional back-to-school spirit, I’m rejuvenating my autumn wardrobe and have booked a haircut and full head of highlights for approximately a week before I move into my new flat. I’m also slowly but surely getting my brain used to being in work-mode again, making my way through grammar and vocabulary textbooks in anticipation of the French language course I’m taking this semester. But, most of all I’m trying to focus on the positives that will come with my new-found independence. I’m embracing the spirit of starting again with a renewed sense of purpose – to kick ass at my degree, make new connections and get ready to face the world. September is my time.

4 Comments

  1. August 30, 2019 / 11:44 pm

    I always love a good fresh start too. The haircut and revamping of your wardrobe will for sure put you in that new mindset mood.

    • blondesartorial
      Author
      September 2, 2019 / 7:37 pm

      That’s the plan!

  2. August 30, 2019 / 7:18 pm

    Nice post. I’m also an undergraduate but in my third year. I can totally relate to this post but you’ll be fine. Just keep in contact with your old friends and make new ones

    • blondesartorial
      Author
      August 30, 2019 / 7:52 pm

      Thanks! That’s what I’m planning on doing. I guess the unknown is just a little scary.

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