My favourite moments from university so far

University comes with ups and downs, highs and lows - all in great abundance. One week you’re on top of your work, you’ve been to all your lectures, your bedroom's clean, and your social life is on a high. The next, you’ve forgotten to do half your reading, you’re viciously hanging, and everything is more of a mess than you thought it could be (even though you’ve been exactly there before).

I love university, I’ve made some of my best friends and favourite memories here. I’ve learned to be an adult – sort of  – drunk too much, laughed a lot, but there are some things I’ve done in Newcastle that I remember best.

My first ‘favourite moment’ is more a series of moments across freshers, as I met my now second year house mates. I remember drunkenly asking four other girls days after I met them if they thought we should live together and them all agreeing. That house eventually became an eight bedroom and I’ll be forever grateful for the sheer amount of socialising I did in those first few weeks of university. 

All my housemates are huge fans of a cocktail, and some other favourite moments of mine have come from being outrageously tipsy after more than one bottomless brunch. There was the time the waitress cut us off ten minutes early and one housemate nearly combusted with rage because of it (don’t worry - not at the waitress); the time my friend and I bought Lego batman magazines because we thought the toy inside would be fun; the time my friend spilt three drinks on herself each one in a more dramatic fashion. If anyone is looking for something to do to make some ridiculous memories, I would highly recommend the Turtle Bay bottomless. 

Then of course there are the hungover mornings. Mornings where everyone giggles and slightly regrets the stupid things they did the night before, where you climb into bed together and moan a little about which hangover ailments you’ve come down with. The soft, quiet, peace in those moments is something I’m glad I can have. 

Living in a second-year house has been one of my favourite parts of university. Especially because of the ease it gives to having things like Christmas dinner and Galentines. Galentines especially is one of the best nights I’ve ever had at university. We had rosé (because it’s pink so it’s the only obvious choice), made heart shaped pizzas and painted gin glasses. 

University has been the best couple of years of my life and I can only hope it stays as good as it is. (Disclaimer: I do like my degree, just apparently not enough for it to make it on my list of favourite memories).