Second year

I thought my second year of university would be spent worrying about moving out of student accommodation, facing real 'adult' problems (like sorting out bills) and dealing with an incredibly tough workload. Turns out, I had far more on my plate to worry about than I thought. Something none...

First term is almost over and after the Christmas holidays comes the obligation to find a damp ridden, badly insulated terrace house in which to reside next year. But hey, you’re going to be living with a group of your favourite people, you’re all going to cook Sunday roasts...