I don’t know about you all, but this romance thing is fucking tiring. University is back in swing and you will be having fun around campus and catching fleeting kisses in between classes.
Even in the short moments of choosing who we sit next to and who we want to get to know beyond the surface level icebreaker questions, we’ve already subconsciously made up our minds, perhaps without even realising. Who we gravitate towards has lots to do with our perceptions of which crowd we belong in.
A saleable image of friendship has been cultivated and curated by profit-seeking education institutions, to our detriment.
The move to digital universities must be firmly rejected.
A poor showing in a national survey of students has prompted the University to reposition itself in student experience
Remembered by generations as the centre of student life at Sydney University, how did Manning Bar meet its downfall?