Now before I came here, I – along with every guy I knew – was under the illusion that university was going to be brimming with eager beavers and that getting a girl would be as simple as jive walking, brandishing a bit of body hair and pronouncing yourself heterosexual. Expectations led me to...
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Fresher Forever
Girls? What girls? The fairer sex at university
Rubber gloves anyone? Cleaning the student house
When you first move into a student house, first impressions are everything as you try desperately to keep the lid on your quirky behaviour in front of your new housemates (so dancing in your underpants to Lou Bega is a big no-no). Every action, you feel, is scrutinized by your fellow inmates as you...
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Bog-roll in the student house
Many things are deemed to be precious within a student household. Fresh underwear, cider, Miss Microwave and her radioactive goodness and the one comfy chair in the dilapidated damp box you like to call the living room are each important comforts. However, if you really want to strike at the heart, at the very...
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