freshers

To make the most of your time in halls, remember that not everyone will agree with you, will share your values or will have a similar lifestyle. Be open, be accepting and most of all be considerate. Student halls are a once in a lifetime experience, so take time to enjoy it!
Starting university this year? Take a tip from students who've been there, done that and sold the t-shirt for extra cash: here are the most common mistakes Save the Student hears every year - and how to give them a miss!
So you've decided to move down South - or should I say 'Saaaath'. Congratulations. You are stepping out of your comfort zone and about to embark upon far away lands with tropical climates, you can even take your July to August wardrobe with you in March. Be careful though, you are saying goodbye to anything battered.
This week I received a Whatsapp message that made me feel depressingly old: "Happy 9th anniversary." It wasn't sent by a loving, long-term partner, but a close friend. She was paying homage to our almost decade-long friendship, after we met during our university Freshers' Week in September 2006. (Yikes.)
Brace yourselves: freshers' week is coming. Over the next few weeks, a new wave of hundreds of thousands of fresh-faced students will be descending upon university campuses up and down the country for their first taste of university life...
A word of advice, do not leave university with more debt than you need to. Here are some pointers on how not to amass more red hanging around your neck.
The last year has been really positive for feminism. Despite the fact that there is still a long way to go, the stigma surrounding
So after three years of university, and now embarking on my fourth and final year, I'd like to think I've learned a few things in my time here. As it's round about the start of the new semester, I thought I'd try to share a bit of advice for new students. Please be aware though, I am by no means an expert and still need to learn to follow some of this advice myself!
About fifteen minutes ago (so it feels like, but according to records it was September 1992) I landed at Lancaster University as a fresher. I can still see it as a film, smell the cleaning fluid corridors, taste the tears, terrified in my bare room, burying into my cuddly panda for comfort. Time to be an adult.
I left it a 'bit late' till I realised that University was the only viable option left for me to spend my afternoons in bed and my early hours watching films I'd seen before and eating Rocky Road bites, but nevertheless, I'm here now and going into my second year at 23...