From my experience as both an undergraduate and post-graduate student, I think I speak for the majority when I say I warmly welcome any company that wants to help reduce student costs.
Just being a little more conscious about how you wash, care and wear your clothes will not only save you from chucking out some of your fav items but also save you some of the rare spare cash you have.
"Wait. Students are saving lives by spitting?" Yes, really, and it's not as weird as it may sound at first... On a campus near you, student volunteers are busy asking fellow students to spit in a tube, or 'spit kit'.
Packing up your bedroom and going to uni is exciting and scary whether you're going into your first year, or subsequent years. Packing up and heading off to uni and leaving behind a parent (or other family member) who is dying brings a whole host of new challenges and worries.
So many people associate Freshers' Week with massive parties and heavy drinking, but that's a pretty outdated stereotype of student life! Yes, we've got a packed week of clubbing and live acts going on - but we've also got hundreds of other events and there are so many opportunities to meet people who want to do the same things as you do!
Starting university is a pretty intimidating experience, and one which we seem to be expected to automatically know how to do without any actual guidelines. At times I found it overwhelming and lonely, while everyone else around me seemed to be having the time of their lives. So for my little brother and everyone else out there starting university with not a clue what to expect, here's your survival guide...
Every day, I face the obstacle of my own mind. Every day, I face the hurdles of dual-postcode living. Every day, students up and down the country face the same challenges. They meet barrier after barrier to mental health treatment, with the dawning realisation that their mind is not the only traffic light; they see red on every road they follow.
Dear Sir or Madam, Please accept this weary letter of resignation from a lowly student who doesn't know his place in the world. I'm sure you'll be e...
Studying nursing is demanding. It can be stressful, tiring and yes, I sometimes wonder why I do it. But then something happens that rekindles the reasons why I nurse, why I love it and why it means so much to me.
As a university undergraduate, I'm hopefully poorer than I shall ever be again. Actually, that's probably a lie. But negative job and property-ladder prospects aside, as a student, isn't it my prerogative to lament my current financial situation? And is it not, therefore, permitted to be as socially irresponsible as I see fit?
I have just turned 21. Forget the felicitations; all I see ahead is boring adulthood and inevitably losing my ideals as I start to pay tax. But I don't want to talk about adult cynicism. I want to talk about youthful optimism.
From the minute I first arrived at my traditionally 'sporty' university, I became aware of one universal truth: gym is life. I also discovered just how competitive it is to get into the twenty-second-division netball team.
Known for being a liberal hotspot, a hub of young folk, creatives and free spirits, Brighton is full of life and adventure.
Gaining weight over the course of Uni is something that can happen, unfortunately. I myself have gained and lost weight during my time here in Exeter, and my weight is almost always in a bad place during essay deadlines, and especially when exams are looming.
My guidance to you on this occasion is simple; take an en-suite where available, be weary of foreign body hair, be grateful there is no gas tap to leave on in your bathroom and never, I repeat never, loan your slippers out to someone who has no intention of wearing them with their socks.
I did a lot of things at university that weren't very green. And not just with food excess. My lights were left on all day and night, I had a mountain of plastic bags hidden in wardrobes, under beds, in cupboards and in drawers ... I'm quite sure I had some in the bathroom at one point.