It was done. With a click of the mouse, I'd paid off the final installment of my university tuition fees. I looked around for a crowd of applauding fans but the room was as usual empty, save for the three mugs and two water bottles I'd accumulated on my bookshelves over the past few days…Read more Beating the 9K
Those students who constantly bang on about university fees in the UK being £9,000 a year have now been silenced. No longer can they shout in demonstrations, protests and marches that the government is allowing universities to charge this amount, despite there being no tangible benefits to the majority of undergraduate students. Instead, they must…Read more Sly Government
When I first setup this blog many years ago, back in the heady days of A-level English, History and Politics; it was mainly in response to my financial worries regarding university. I was part of the unlucky year. The first set of students to not receive the educational maintenance allowance and the first to have…Read more Looking Back
9-5 life takes some getting used to. No longer can you stay up till late watching Narcos or Mr Robot on Netflix and instead your brain and body succumbs to sleep at far earlier times. So yes, I thankfully did end up getting a summer job and I am currently five weeks deep into a…Read more Experiencing 9-5 Life
So am I still worried? Well yes and no. It would be more accurate to say that the worries have been rearranged. Whereas before my worries were about paying my tuition fees, that has moved down the league table of worries and others have risen. For the majority of the year I would say I…Read more Am I still Worried?
Over the past few days I have been doing some preparatory reading for my 2nd year at university; but today I didn't feel like reading. In fact I didn't feel like even thinking about university and I certainly avoided the news sites I frequently visit. This was after I awoke to discover that the government…Read more The Government Has Failed Students – Again
His earlobe felt cool as he pressed it against his earcanal and sighed. It was a dreary wintery afternoon in what should have been a pleasant day in the middle of April. Bloody global warming. He wasn't complaining too much though as he sat at his desk, playing with his earlobe once again. The moody…Read more The Writer’s Thoughts