Moving to Uni

Moving to University could be stressful, frustrated and a very busy time. You can spend the first days unpacking and unpacking more and more stuff that you had already forgot you bring with you. You would realize you have forgotten the essential things, maybe a toothbrush, a fork, spoon or knife. You would order some delivery items and they might arrive late or tho the wrong address. I used to get very stressed in these situations but with time and as you grow up, you get to understand that this is life. Not everything is perfect, for sure not but it helps us to understand we are not in a bubble and that if we want to reach a goal, we have to go for it and work hard.

And it is especially hard because everything is new. There is no more mum or dad who makes you dinner or orders a delivery. You have to do it yourself. You have to make shopping, clean, deal with stress, party and survive uni. It is not so hard, you just have to enjoy it.

The first time I arrived at Warwick, I did not miss home. it was alright, my biggest dream came true and it was in front of me; saying “Hi” as it was meant to be or written somewhere in the stars. However, in the first big problem, I just wanted to cry, to call my mum; I realised that I missed home. I miss feeling secure but you could not live that way. You should understand that sometimes you are going to feel down but you are going to be strong and confident enough to get up again and again. Life is not about quitting, life is not for those who give up. Life is for those who fight until they can no more, for those who follow theirs dreams, hearts, ideas; for rebels, for authentic people.

With time, you will get used to uni life, you will get used to British culture and ideas. There are many things that in my country will not be allowed or people will criticize you for doing it, but in countries like the UK is normal. In Peru, a girl who is travelling around the world alone is crazy. “SOMETHING COULD HAPPEN TO HEAR, it is so dangerous” but a boy who is doing it should be alright. I travelled alone to the UK for the first time in my life when I just turned 18 since then and every time I go somewhere alone, I enjoyed it, I feel so free, independent; I feel that everything is possible and that I can reach the highest mountain ever.

I have travelled alone around Madrid, London, Birmingham and the US. I am sure I will add more countries and cities soon.

When I was in my country, some people criticize my ideas; in the UK it is not the same. Here, I realised I was not wrong, that there are a lot of people who support feminism or protest against sexual harassment. For sure, there is still more to do it but here I found the support I was always looked for!