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A Letter To Fresher Me: What I Wish I Knew Before Going To University (And What I Learned)

You were nervous about coming here. So awkward and so nervous it was painful; each word, each motion felt as though you were pulling a...

The premise for the motion collage came from various different sources. I’m a huge music lover and the rise in visual albums, or the...

I began to write at three years old; I would make up these little limericks and rhymes and saunter around the kitchen belting them with...

I am an expert in very few things; in fact, I’m perhaps most known for my extreme lack of knowledge. It’s embarrassing. I’m not someone...

Why do the British converse non-stop about the weather? Because the conversation is formulaic: it can only go one of two ways. First, the...

One day, should the opportunity arise, you might walk into my living room. It is a cosy little space. One wall is mint green and the...

What do you think of when you hear the word ‘wellness’? Probably a holistic mother-of-four who seamlessly balances mocktails with the...

Ice-breakers: enough to strike fear into the most steadfast of individuals. “Tell us a fun fact about yourself,” a middle-aged scholar...