First Time Nerves Again

When I returned to Uni for my second degree, I hadn’t counted on feeling like such a proverbial duck out of water. There is a particular kind of self-consciousness that accompanies entering a tutorial room full of fresh faced teens when you are almost a decade their senior.  On the feeling-like-an-off-trend-misfit scale, where (1) is giving a presentation to executive management dressed for casual Hawaiian Friday with your golden locks carefully calibrated into ‘beachy’ waves and (10) is tripping on stage at Mercedes Benz Fashion week and launching yourself onto the laps of unsuspecting first row VIPs, being a mature aged newbie in a room full of cool, hip young things is a solid 8.5. On a good day. Read more