I know it’s Sunday. I know. You have no idea how much I regret naming this segment Flatmate Friday and not Flatmate Fun, or Flat-Chat or Flatmate-whatever-day-of-the-week-I-bloody-well-want…. Ah, the crosses we bear… Anyway, I was… Continue reading
Dear Fresher, I read, listened to, and was lectured with a ton of advice before I left for University, but, really, as my Dad would so accurately say “in the end, you’re on… Continue reading
Last night I had a dream that I was at University. In my first week, sort of awkwardly making friends, and Barack Obama was hanging out with us. It should be noted that currently the only… Continue reading
