#FinalYear

Dear Graduating Class of 2020- I get it. As a final year student, I understand the sadness, the anger and the pain you feel about not having the final term of university which you imagined. The one full of ‘lasts’- last library all-nighter, last trip to your favourite place...

In some ways, I think we’re all a little like Peter Pan…not wanting to grow up and accept adult responsibilities, and to just have fun really. But with the pressure of uni work, cooking, cleaning, and committing to Crisis AGAIN,  it is really easy to lose yourself. I think...

You’re a first year and someone asks you what you want to do with your life, you tell them it doesn’t matter you have absolutely ages to decide that, years in fact! But then, all of a sudden, you’ve started your final year and you can’t just shrug off...

Like a lot of students, I’m about to start my final year at university. It’s an unusual time: being so close to becoming a true ‘adult’, and yet still being a part of the university atmosphere. For most of us final-year students, life is about to become more about university work and studying,...