Poetry has this capacity to describe the contradictory impulses and parts of our identity that don’t make sense, and publications like Hermes enable students to hear that from each other, where otherwise they may not.

Sydney Uni is already a maze before you consider that every building on this suburb-sized campus has a warren of an interior as well. In the mix of all the old and the new, there has to be a perfectly secluded toilet out there somewhere, right?

Students, paying tens of thousands of dollars for a nebulous product, and teachers, stripped away from the research that is normally the lifeblood of an academic career and in increasingly precarious work, inevitably suffer from these partnerships.

CHNG2911 first focuses on the electronic properties of vapes, then its mass production, and lastly, how to distribute it among their underage friends.

Without Harlen’s vision and leadership, the University of Sydney Foundation Program may have never come to be. Had that happened, the international student community at USyd, in 2023, would not be as strong as it is today. 

For the uninitiated, hottie spotting is the practice of moving through the world with a keen eye for the gorgeous people among us. The activity also involves texting your friends that you just saw a total ten out of ten, and imagining how nice your two year anniversary trip to Europe will be.

Despite this admission, the University maintains that “the School [of Psychology] was not aware” that this practice resulted in wage theft.

EdTech giant Turnitin turns on artificial intelligence detection capabilities today for a trial release as USyd and major universities pour cold water on the new technology for the time being.

While there were countless messages about beauty, love and encouragement for moments in the future, there were also conversations. People were responding, despite not knowing if the original writer would see. That didn’t matter.

No one from a past life has called to say the roof hasn’t stopped leaking since I left, the walls have assumed a listless form, everything smells like grey gas. I haven’t called either because I’m ashamed to say I dream about places that cocooned me ephemerally.