Diary Of A Sheltered Student

Part 2: University?

There had never been a doubt in my mind that I was going to go to university. Perhaps that's just because my folks always talked about it, and then when my brother went, it was a no brainer. I couldn't not go.

Oh yeah, I have a brother by the way. Two years older than me, and we're quite close. He's autistic, as is my mum, so some things are tricky but on the whole it's all good.

ANYWAY, UNI.

So I went to university. I studied music (obviously), even though I'm pretty sure my parents wanted me to do something more academic- don't they all?

So I was 18, and moving away from my (very sheltered- had I mentioned that?) home.

I feel like I should tell you just how sheltered I was. There were so many things I wasn't allowed to watch: Harry Potter, Scooby Doo, Casper the Friendly Ghost, Twilight, honestly the list goes on.

I wasn't allowed to take part in sex education because I wouldn't need that until I was older, apparently. Luckily, I did my own research.

Only at the age of 16 was I allowed to spontaneously bring friends over. In fairness, my mum's autism made it difficult to accept sudden changes in her day. Looking back I get that, but as a kid I was pissed.

I feel like I'm painting my family in a bad light. I love them, so so much. I'm just very different to them. Everything they did they did because in their view it was in my best interest.

Okay disclaimer done.

So yeah, I was sheltered. I had a curfew, I had to tell my mum where I was at all times, I couldn't leave the house without explaining exactly where I was going, who with, and the specific time I'd be back. (Again, in hindsight I get it.)

So by the time I was moving out for uni, I was very much looking forward to my independence. It was the freedom I craved.

So I moved to London. Literally the complete opposite of everything I had been used to for the past 18 years, having grown up in a tiny market town. I craved the business, the rush, the importance of it all. I needed a city, so I picked the main one.

I moved in September 2015, ready for my three years of independence to begin.

Funny, what happens, to a sheltered kid finally let out of her cage...

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Hello! If you're reading this, thanks!

This is literally my life in all it's pathetic endeavours and weird interactions. Hope you're enjoying it!

I am trying to make this as truthful as possible, without giving away any personal information or shit like that.

Honestly I just need to get this all out. There's a lot of stuff in here that I won't have told anyone, and some of it will be hard to write about.

But imma do it.

If anyone is going through any similar stuff or have crazy uni stories, I'd love to hear them- leave me a comment!

Also, I've done the whole uni thing and while I'm not an expert I am a veteran so feel free to message me if you need to chat or let off some steam. I'm a good listener.

All that said, on with events!

-Lana xo