First Semester at King’s College

As the crisp autumn air swept through the streets of London, I walked briskly toward the Strand campus of King’s College. It had been nearly four months since I’d stepped onto the campus, and every day felt like a new adventure. Since my arrival last September, I have immersed myself in a whirlwind of new knowledge.

I recalled the first day vividly—the towering spires of the college, the lively chatter of students, and the intoxicating blend of history and modernity that surrounded me. I felt an overwhelming sense of excitement as I crossed the threshold into this prestigious institution. I had always dreamed of studying in London; now that dream was her reality.

As the semester progressed, I found myself falling deeper in love with my studies. The content of my courses challenged me in ways I never expected. I particularly enjoyed my class on international security, where they explored the rich tapestry and diversity of world order. The lecture felt like a journey through time, and I often finished the causes buzzing with ideas.

As the first semester came to a close, I couldn’t help but reflect on how quickly time had flown. Yesterday I submitted the summative assessment, 7 days before the deadline. I will have my first holiday of Christmas in London!