#thirdyear

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...

Language students spent years of their teenage existence dreaming of life abroad, the independence it entails and the opportunity to plunge themselves into the unknown. So much so, in fact, that I refuse to believe a compulsory year abroad was not their top motivation for opting to study francophone...