Way too many people overlook the second year of uni as a bit of a, you know, nothing year. You’ve got your fresher’s year, which is all about you going crazy with freedom, ordering pizza for breakfast, eating the leftovers for lunch and then popping a Pot Noodle in the microwave for dinner, and not caring too much about your academic responsibilities because your efforts don’t count for anything. Then you have the third year, which is where academia takes over your entire existence.
So, yeah, the second year comes with a bit of a meh-so-so label. Some even call it the second year slump. But we tend to disagree with the slumpy-meh-so-so thing because, in our eyes, the second year is the best of the bunch.
Look, don’t get us wrong, moving out of halls and into a house is not exactly stress-free. After all, they expect you to do it out of term. But this is an issue easily dealt with thanks to student self-storage. The plus side of things, though, oh wow. You finally get to live with people you want to live with instead of sharing a flat-slash-kitchen-slash-bathroom with strangers, and lazy and unclean strangers at that.
You’ve done your first year, which means you have a pretty solid idea of just how poor you are going to be. Plus how much it costs to live. You’ve also learned that world doesn’t end when you dip into your overdraft. In fact, you have come to accept that seeing your overdraft is inevitable when you’re living for student loan instalment days.
Knowledge is Power
It is a known student problem, trying to navigate your way around campus in the first year is like trying to take on Pan’s Labyrinth wearing a blindfold. But all this disappears in your second year. Of course, you still don’t venture into the parts of campus where you have no class in case you never find your way out again. However, you know where your economics seminars are being held this year! Achievement unlocked as this is a change from last year.
The Library is on Lock
When you’re a fresher, the whole library thing may as well be an alien planet because everything works differently. By the second year, though, you’ve got it sussed. You know what the etiquette is, you know the financial repercussions for a late return. You know where and when to go in order to get a seat and you are aware you’ll get tossed out of there for eating or drinking. Yeah, it’s like unlocking another part of the map on GTA.
Oh, the joys of uni life!