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Now many like me, before uni thought this so called dreaded flu is a myth…let me tell you we're wrong. Freshers flu strikes and it's bloody lethal, so the best way to combat it…head on. Now lets just put it out there, if your uni is like mine, you're still having fresher events even with you're first week of your course, this leaves you DRAINED. Thus weakening you and tiring you out, not to mention the alcohol levels you intake in the very first week, everyone thinks they're invincible after shots, don't even try to lie to me…I know! And with lack of sleep due to everyone always being loud, this leaves you worse for wear. I'm already suffering from the start of a cold that I really don't want to become full-blown. But like with many things there are ways around said 'freshers flu', and also mandatory things you just should do when starting uni and have to consider your health. - Register with your local doctors surgery, in the first few months...

So today marks the first week of living on my own. And whilst a week doesn't seem all that long in the grand scheme of things, in an environment where you're somewhere new, with new people, new experiences and independence to sorting yourself out that feels like about a month. Which explains my constant tiredness (though that could be blamed of the beautifully challenging hills and terrain in which my campus and accommodation loves to throw at me). The first week is no doubt the hardest, I will be the first to say I didn't think I would be someone who suffered from homesickness, yet 2nd day in it hit me. Now theres no easy way to get over it, and it's definitely not something to be ashamed of. Uni is a challenging and new experience for anyone, and if you had the balls to move far away from home then good for you! You're setting new challenges in your life and thats what it's all about. So whilst experiencing this I learnt little kicks and trips to numbing it: ...

As many are aware, and as many partake in, September is the start of a new academic year. And as every time I up and leave this blog, I come back months later screaming that it will be a new start and therefore new posts… So rightly many (including me) would be assuming nothing has changed, I mean what's different now from the what feels like hundreds of other times sporadic posts have popped up under this very name. Well I'll tell you whats changed…me. As the title suggests, I have very well started a new independent chapter of my life. And as the first line suggests, it's very much taken place at a university. Ever since I was little I have been a complete beach baby, (that includes family holidays where a certain curly haired tot ran away from their mother and was later found toe dipping in the sea). Which is why it came as no shock to anyone that all my university options had a shore line and famous beaches in a walking distance. But uprooting my life from Birmingham t...