Student Life pt.1 - A New Age
Honestly, even though it had been drilled into my head for the past few years that this day would soon come, it still seemed strange to actually set off on that fairly generic Tuesday morning with the sat-nav set to Salford university, the promised land, the beginning of what so many people had assured me would be singularly the most intense, terrifying, and greatest years of my life. And as we neared the uni and headed down a road which incorporated a Greggs , a McDonald's and a Pound Bakery all within sight of each other, I did have to admit that these people had a point - I could definitely see myself living here. After the usual rigmarole of arrival, introductions, and unpacking one’s life onto a set of veneered wood shelves, it seemed that university life was much as I expected. The place was busy, the walls thin, and my bathroom seemed to emanate a constant smell of marijuana, no matter how much Aldi clean-ology lemon and ginger bathroom cleaner I sprayed about the place.