This was originally posted, along with my Scott Trust Bursary application (for MA Broadcast Journalism at City University, London) as an original article within a 200-word limit on 28th February 2011. Wish me luck! SURHUL’s Commercial Services Department has declared a deficit of £11,000 in just six weeks of trading. Details of the dramatic loss, which were sent in an …
Precious Time
Well, with five (fully categorised) post-it notes to make up my summer to-do list, and less than twelve hours before I go travelling with him, I thought I’d recount the first couple of weeks of my summer break. After arriving back in the Guildford area, I thought I’d get my car cleaned. Which was great, except I’d forgotten to buy a …
Is This It?
I’m officially no longer a fresher. You might have noticed I’ve itched for this moment since I got to university, but I reluctantly reset the keycard to my room at Royal Holloway. If anyone’s living in Tuke F-3A-05 in future, and you happen to stumble across this post, look underneath the desk next to the bed, and you should see …
One Week Of Danger
The following takes place between May 26th and June 1st. Events occur in real-time. 26/5 [1334] I’ve filled up the car, I’ve been food shopping and I’ve had my hair butchered. Time to drive back to RHUL. 26/5 [1546] I went straight to the office. I’m currently begging the printers to not charge me. This is simple, seeing as I …
Checkmarks
From the inevitable unfounded panicking about my exams to the ‘pens down’ of my final paper, that’s another academic milestone passed. My first year of university. Nearly. My first set of university exams. Tick. Now, I have no idea whether or not I’ve passed or failed, or even attained enough to make it onto my beloved Shakespeare course next year …
Lark On My Go-Kart
I’m starting to see the upside of having a car and living a paltry 35 miles away from University. I enjoy many simple trips to the local Marks & Spencer to buy….microwaveable puddings. Hop in and go to Staines for the cinema! Anything beats the Summer Term sparsity of people on campus. I thought it was bad in September, but …
And Then There Were None
Sitting alone in the flat at the end of term, the time has just flown by. Almost a year of university, gone in what feels like half the time. And that’s sort of true. The academic year timetable passes quicker than the calendar one. Is that good or bad? Sitting alone in the flat seems to be a habit of …
Sometimes Things Get Like, Whatever
I remember when I was at school, if I didn’t go out on a Saturday, I’d be in a bad mood. Saturday was the only day I could go out without worrying about what work I had to do – and without being knackered from the week. No after-school commitments to worry about. I can’t quite believe I forced myself …
Feel The Pressure
On the eve of my nineteenth birthday, I fear of people’s perception of me. How quintessentially adolescent. I told you I’ve been horrendously busy, so a quick recap? I got a few poorly-written essays back, with poor marks. I went to Societies’ Ball. I didn’t win either of the two awards I was nominated for. I didn’t have a very …
One Million Billionth Of A Millisecond On A Sunday Morning
I don’t know where to begin. “I’ve had better”. That’s a phrase I’ve uttered numerous times since I’ve been back at university. In case anyone thinks I was being my usual coy (read: cryptically, annoyingly-closed) self, it’s because my dad spent most of the winter break in hospital. I think I was entitled to be a small misery guts, mmkay? …
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