Do not touch a students pile of dishes

“Anna shall I wash yours up too?” Kim bellowed from the kitchen. “My what?” Anna screamed back. “I’m doing the dishes!” Kim heard a large thud as if her flatmate had fallen out of her bed still wrapped in her duvet, then, a rustling as she belted it down the stairs. “No!” Anna screamed, messy hair…

Was my university worth it?

So, after spending three years as a university student, I wonder, was it worth it? I spent my first year living in a boiling student flat, becoming a heated mess that couldn’t function in the outside world. Then, a spider infected accommodation where every creak of the floorboard sent me flailing into the air. Lastly,…

Final days of studenthood

Oh how I miss it. Staying up till 4am, my head resting against the side of a chilled toilet seat. Binge-watching TV shows with my housemates for days on end, deciding it was acceptable to eat a large pizza, six chicken wings and a horde of chocolate by myself. But now… will I ever eat…