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The Student Experience (Doesn’t Involve Much Work)

The Student Experience (Doesn’t Involve Much Work)

I wouldn’t exactly say I’m coping with deadlines and balancing my life and so on at the moment. After Monday’s protest, I found myself on Tuesday morning writing a 2,000-word essay in the course of an hour, handing it in, and then going back to bed for a while so that I could have more energy to work on my dissertation before the deadline on Wednesday, when I needed to hand in a full first draft. What I handed in…

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Love Trumps Hate: A Spoonie’s First Protest

Love Trumps Hate: A Spoonie’s First Protest

Me in my last post: “I’m deliberately not talking about politics.” Me now: talks about politics Sorry, guys. I’ve never been to a protest before. I’ve wanted to, but life has always got in the way: first I was too young for my parents to feel able to let me go, and then I developed chronic pain and fatigue and haven’t felt able to because of that. Not to mention the anxiety — since the nearest protests to me are…

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Two Essays Done, An Infinite Number To Go

Two Essays Done, An Infinite Number To Go

My resolution to keep better on top with blogging this term hasn’t gone quite as well as planned, not least because I discovered the TV show Lucifer and watched a season of it over the course of two days this week. I know. I have absolutely no self-control when it comes to Haribo, TV, or getting out of bed in the morning. My Amazon Prime binging was mostly motivated by having a couple of rubbishy pain days with added fatigue….

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Pokemon, Flatmates, And Jaffa Cake Deficits

Pokemon, Flatmates, And Jaffa Cake Deficits

I’m now properly moved in, even if there’s still a miscellaneous box of things to be unpacked which I’ve covered with a towel in the hope that it’ll magically sort itself out. I’ve stuck posters on the walls, accidentally napped through an entire mealtime and cooked dinner at 9pm, and mourned the lack of a TV license that prevents me from watching Poldark this evening. Yup, I’m back at uni. My flatmate arrived earlier today. I’ve yet to ask how…

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Thoughts On Returning To Cambridge

Thoughts On Returning To Cambridge

I’m now sort of back in Cambridge. I say sort of, because while I’m here, the vast majority of my stuff is not. And I bring an embarrassingly huge amount of stuff to uni, much of it food-related; I couldn’t really tell you what the rest of it is, because I’ve got no idea. My parents are bringing all of that tomorrow in the car, but today I came up on the train with a suitcase of clothes, so that…

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Reflections On Referenda

Reflections On Referenda

I’m faced, in the near future, with a couple of referendums (referenda? referendummies? referendoesthisreallyhelp?) in which I’m expected to vote one way or the other: in, or out. One’s the much publicised and globally observed ‘Brexit’ vote about staying in the European Union. The other is the vote on whether Cambridge University should disaffiliate from the National Union of Students, a vote that’s happened at a bunch of other universities across the country in recent weeks. I’m fairly sure of…

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There Will Now Be A Seven-Month Interval

There Will Now Be A Seven-Month Interval

I’m writing this blog post from home. Home home, despite the fact that the Cambridge term hasn’t finished yet. Back in the room I’ve lived in since I was twelve, next door to the room I lived in since I was one, I’m preparing to spend seven months making myself not-crazy. The plan, as it currently stands, looks something like this: Start a bullet journal. I’ve heard good things about these, and I’m not really sure how they work, but…

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Setbacks and Relief

Setbacks and Relief

There has been a change in my circumstances, and I thought I should tell you about it. Theoretically, I’m a second-year student at the University of Cambridge. This is no longer the case, at least temporarily. Instead, for the next few months I’m going to be at home. Doing very little. Coming off my current meds, trying to get my head in order, building up my physical strength with physio and exercise, learning to deal with my anxiety, generally sorting…

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You Win Some, You Lose Some

You Win Some, You Lose Some

This year, I told myself, I’m going to be productive. I can’t control my health, but I can get ahead with my work, and then when I inevitably have a health crisis in the middle of the term, it isn’t so bad. Two essays due for early next/this week? Not a problem. I can do that. And on Friday and Saturday, I did. I was woken at eight by a fire alarm, so I got straight on with the day:…

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Back To The Bridge

Back To The Bridge

I came back to Cambridge today. Back to an absurdly enormous room with far too many chairs. Back to Eduroam WiFi that, amazingly, is a lot better than the WIFi in my house. Back to friends dropping in on my room without warning, back to readymeals cooked in the microwave and eaten out of the plastic tub. Back to trying to find homes for things that really don’t have them. Back to work. Back to dance and ceilidh band and…

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