This week we are meeting Kim in the why school or college is not for everyone series. Are you preparing to make the huge decision of moving forward to third level education or not? This series may be for you. The past few weeks we have read many stories that have shaped this series into a very informative piece.
Lets meet Kim.
When I found out I’d been accepted to not one but four of my university choices, I was thrilled and excited to start my move into higher education.
I chose a local university so I could be closer to home and my then boyfriend studying an ICT course. But I ended up withdrawing from the course after one month for a number of reasons.
My very last intention writing this is not to discourage anyone from attending university. I won’t lie, leaving university was a mentally draining experience but I don’t regret my decision and still maintain it was the right move for me. It took a lot of courage to tell people I was leaving but everyone was very supportive and I made the appointment at my university to officially withdraw.
Why did I leave university?
Retaking GCSE Maths
Although it was never mentioned as part of the admissions process or when I got accepted to the university, shortly after my induction (“freshman”) week we were told anyone who had lower than a GCSE B grade in Maths had to retake it. This put me off. I have dsycaluia and it was a struggle to achieve the GCSE C grade I did get.
I was told there was regular transport from the university campus to my hometown but this was not the case. I ended up needing to get up an hour earlier to get to my classes on time and there were no evening buses. I didn’t drive and had to ask my parents or my boyfriend at the time for lifts.
the university course I chose sounded perfect on paper but in reality was practically a repeat of my college A-level except with more computing (which meant more numeracy).
Missing the social aspect
While my new friends spent a lot of time of campus, I had to rush around getting buses back home or waiting for lifts. Would I have been more inclined to stay if I’d been living in halls? Possibly, with a different course or some significant changes to my chosen course for example dropping computing for the media module as I’m very much into film.
The experience made me realise you don’t need to have everything figured out at that age and I wish I could tell my younger self that and that everything will work out OK. I’d also tell her not to feel pressured to apply for university. There are many different career paths and you need to chose what’s right for you and know that not choosing university does not make you a failure. As long as you’re happy that’s what matters.
I’m in a very rewarding job now that I got through an internship, a career path I never would have thought about when I was younger. There are so many different options available.