Friendship at uni



Friendship plays such an integral part of university. It was one of my first worries about going to university; would I make any friends? Had I forgotten how to make friends? My circle of friends from school had basically been my friends from a very early secondary school age, I'd lost the confidence that comes with being a nerdy year 7, throwing caution to the wind by reading books out loud in an American accent (sorry Chloe and Claire) and not afraid to make jokes at any opportunity. I'd had the idea that if you didn't sign up to loads of societies or didn't leave your bedroom door open at all times, I'd struggle to make friends. Little did I know what friendship at university really means.

The first few weeks means meeting a blur of new people, some you'll become friends with immediately, some you'll only recognise on a night out in Pryzm in second year and some that you'll instantly hate. But struggling through the first few weeks of uni together is imperative. Facing your first house argument, your first horrific seminar where you have to share an "interesting" fact about yourselves and getting to grips with living away from home together.

There's a new level of closeness that comes with living with/ extremely close to friends. No topics of conversation are off limits, you see each other looking like a gremlin after a night out, find yourselves texting when you're in the same house and lose count of the number of private jokes you have about people on your course. You become each other's big sisters, borrowing countless pieces of clothing and accessories off of each other. You become each other's big brother, steering a friend away from a really bad drunken mistake. You become each other's parents, dealing with anything from homesickness to making a much needed cup of coffee before a morning lecture. Friendship becomes such an important thing at university, being away from home and all you've known. It's like the blind leading the blind in Freshers Week, everyone haphazardly trying to find common ground, but the sense of family at the end of it is worth it.

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