Thoughts of a Psychology Student

Warning, this blog post is gonna be fairly God focussed - if it's not your cup of tea then I apologise! My blog has plenty of other non-christiany blog posts though so feel free to read those instead... ;) So i'd been worrying recently that my irrational feelings of anxiety that sometimes creep up on me in random social situations were closing doors of opportunity and hindering my experiences. I hated the idea that by talking myself out of going to a meeting, or making the effort to get to know someone i'd only recently met, I may be missing out on an opportunity that arises from engaging in that situation. So I decided to pray about it. (Instinct I suppose) So the first Sunday back after ISB me and Imogen were going to go to church. That morning, I received a text saying she was ill and was going to give it a miss. Considering I'd already said to another friend I'd be there, combined with the late notice, I couldn't very easily talk myself out of g...

Wow. So it's been a while. This blog was set up as a cunning ploy to embellish my personal statement in the hope that admissions tutors would think I was a conscientious student who had their shit togoether and deserved a place at university. In case anyone's missed the past 5 or so months, update: I made it to university.  Bath university to be precise.  Studying psychology... I am a psychology student ... and these are my thoughts... looks like we've come full circle. In light of a wondrous christmas holiday in which many a winter walk were taken, the regular dustings of frost got me reflecting on, well, life... Despite only starting a little over 4 months ago, so much has happened in my first term at university I can barely begin to describe the plethora of shenanigans that have taken place. It would appear that I've taken up lacrosse, though I am about as good as lacrosse as I am budgeting for my living expenses. Turns out sainsbury's ba...