My favourite university memories

A writer discusses what has made their time at university.

Castor Chan
26th March 2022
Experiences that have positively impacted uni life. Image credit: University of Washington, College of Arts and Science.
I think we can all agree that the past couple of years have been hectic, pockmarked by COVID, strikes and storms. Yet there are plenty of good times that have made my uni experience unpredictable but exciting.

Firstly, I’m going to keep it education-related. Despite the stress and suffering assignments give me, doing overnighters with my friends in the library means that they’re a tiny bit more bearable. I have spent countless sleep-deprived hours there, so I now have a favourite library (the Marj), and know exactly what I want from the coffee machine (hot chocolate is the only right answer).

Being in Newcastle, I couldn’t not mention the Toon. From food spots to pub quizzes to slightly wilder nights in the clubs, there is no shortage of things to do and see. I’ve now become accustomed to BYOB house parties and British culture (room for improvement still on the latter), and I’ve enjoyed every single moment. There is no denying that I miss home, but I’ve definitely found a close substitute while at uni.

As a sub-editor, I really couldn’t end this article without including some student media memories. From commentating Fight Night to chaos in the offices, so much of my second year has been media. I’ve met people I wanna stay close to for the rest of my life, written and produced things that I’m genuinely proud of, and learnt invaluable experience while sitting next to a giant lobster. (Hi Jordan) One of my favourite from all of that? Probably socials at Luther’s and the Hancock when everyone gets chatty and drink-fuelled shenanigans begin.

I’ve met people I wanna stay close to for the rest of my life.

Looking back, my education is of course, important. But what I love more are the things I do outside of lecture halls, whether it’s in the SU or out in town. All of these memories are near and dear to my heart, and I can’t wait for whatever third year brings.

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