Over the past five years, I’ve gone from sixth form, to Loughborough University, to starting my career. The journey has tested and grown me, and along the way, I have felt nearly every emotion.
Posts by Paul Johnston
Ten years ago, I was at Judo. I was fighting this boy, as we fell to the floor and grappled to score a point I felt an emotion towards him. An emotion that I didn’t understand nor was it explained I should feel this towards another boy.
People often use the analogy of being a fish in a tank, for example being a small fish in a big tank.
I am writing this today after having just moved into London. Tomorrow I start my internship at Heathrow. By the time you read this, my views on London and where I am living will have probably changed, in fact my week will probably end up very different to how I imagined.
Loughborough Students’ Union (LSU) has had one of the biggest impacts on my student experience, though during my first few days at university I didn’t fully understand it. So using only pictures I have taken over the past couple of years, I want to explain a little about it.
Imagine a dream holiday on a tropic island. You have been building up to this for months, you are eventually en route. You expect the boat to pull up alongside the island. The captain to lower the ramp and for you to easily stroll into the dream world.
This is the big moment, three years in the working. There is a sea of proud families to my left, while my geography peers surround me. The weight of my academic gown weighs down on my shoulders as I listen for the cue to start walking across the stage.
I sit and my heart races. In fact, the hearts of those who surround me, sat at identically shaped, spaced and painted desks, are also probably racing. The synchronized clocks tick together, while the senior invigilators echos the word which I have now learnt to memory over the past 3 years out of the speaker system. Welcome to […]
I realise you are worrying about the future, you always have. Right now you have got some pretty big things on your mind, Alevels, UCAS, University, even your sexuality. You can’t ignore them. But you will get through it.
It is 3:00am; I am cuddled up in a blanket at 33,000 feet. I am sunburnt and tired, though most importantly, I am incredibly happy. It seems the geography field trip to New York has been quite an adventure – exploring, learning and enjoying. With us (sleeping students) dominating half of the plane I was […]