She Thought She Knew.. Again? (1)



If you sieve through the archive of my blog, you won't be able to find a post stating why/how I came up with STSK as the name of my blog. My 'About the author' only touches the surface.

In 2011, I was 18, excited about the new chapter in my life - University - my journey however, was not easy. Because I wanted to do an art course (Graphic Design), each university I applied to needed to have an interview with me and see my portfolio of work. My presentation skills were nil and void, and to cut the long story short, I was declined by 4/5 universities and accepted into Coventry University to do a course I had no intention of doing - an Art and Design foundation. Now, my research told me Art and Design foundation courses were free, which meant you couldn't receive help from the Student Loan Company, however SLC told me something completely different, which lead to me packing my things and embarking on my exciting journey to Coventry, to live the dream sold, as a uni student.

A day into Coventry, I was crying, cancelling my studies, booking a ticket back to London, and repacking my things.
An introduction lecture had revealed my prior findings - SLC was not funding my course, so there was no way I could pay for student accommodation, art supplies, or even pay for myself to eat. I had to go.
Coming back to London was the most embarrassing and devastating thing that had ever happened to me. I had envisioned going to university at the same year as all my peers, and being engulfed in the life with them. Months of dreaming and planning had gone to ruins.

Immediately after my return I was calling up colleges in London, looking for an Art and Design foundation course that would only take me a year to complete. Thankfully, I found a place, and that same week, I was enrolled. I was determined to not sit at home and do nothing - Gosh, my mother would have disliked that.

My plans were wrecked in 2011, and It was then that God showed me that what I thought was the way of life, wasn't. I honestly felt I had control of what happened to me in life - I had no clue about God's will, or the plan(s) he had made for me prior to my birth. I thought I knew everything about God and life, I was wrong.

[Part 2 coming later this week..]

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