How did you find university?

Not a lot of fun. No more school bullying but plenty of gossiping and back biting. I didn't know how to handle courting, which made for some difficult situations. I didn't know for example what one boy meant when he said he loved me, as he hardly knew me! Some creepy men hit on me thinking I might be easy prey as I ways seemed to be on my own, but did some dodgy religious group, but I won't tolerate being manipulated or blackmailed emotionally in that way.

Part of my course involved visiting Italy but the first time there were predators everywhere of different nationalities. The second time I stayed with a kind family whom I am still in touch with, though the mother sadly has dementia now and is very ill.. My exchange student in the third year in Italy was latin racist who soon told me she would be a host but never a friend as she decided English people were cold and detached, and she and her friends bitched a lot about me. I made friends with a girl who I now suspect was bipolar, who lived with a landlady who was still very pro Mussolini, and they both came out with some pretty bigoted things.

In my last year I got into a bad depression, as socially things weren't going well, could not sleep due to too much navel gazing about the true self or soul, and after another troubled soul kept playing on all my deep dark fears about killing off your ego.

I did finish with what one tutor predicted would be a mediocre degree. I didn't really like a the quoting and dryness od the scholarship way. The degree only became useful once I got the Tesol qualification fifteen years later and I got out of the UK. 

Not a lot of fun. No more school bullying but plenty of gossiping and back biting. I didn't know how to handle courting, which made for some difficult situations. I didn't know for example what one boy meant when he said he loved me, as he hardly knew me! Some creepy men hit on me thinking I might be easy prey as I ways seemed to be on my own, but did some dodgy religious group, but I won't tolerate being manipulated or blackmailed emotionally in that way.

Part of my course involved visiting Italy but the first time there were predators everywhere of different nationalities. The second time I stayed with a kind family whom I am still in touch with, though the mother sadly has dementia now and is very ill.. My exchange student in the third year in Italy was latin racist who soon told me she would be a host but never a friend as she decided English people were cold and detached, and she and her friends bitched a lot about me. I made friends with a girl who I now suspect was bipolar, who lived with a landlady who was still very pro Mussolini, and they both came out with some pretty bigoted things.

In my last year I got into a bad depression, as socially things weren't going well, could not sleep due to too much navel gazing about the true self or soul, and after another troubled soul kept playing on all my deep dark fears about killing off your ego.

I did finish with what one tutor predicted would be a mediocre degree. I didn't really like a the quoting and dryness od the scholarship way. The degree only became useful once I got the Tesol qualification fifteen years later and I got out of the UK. 

My course didn't require a fieldtrip, although there was an optional one with which people had to raise money for through cake sales. Wouldn't have suited me tbh, and I gather there was a lot of drinking