For a recent module on my degree, one of the final assessments was to create your own magazine. Probably the best module I’ve ever taken, and definitely the only time I’ll ever say I enjoyed an assessment.
Using my Photoshop and In Design skills and in true predictable style, I opted to create a student based publication called ‘Studentypical’. Typical. Student. Stereotypical. Get it? Yeah, I know, it sounded a lot better in my head.
I’m actually pretty damn proud of it and I spent a gazillion hours writing and making it (you may recognise a few of the articles), so without further ado, here’s the finished product.
Any feedback or comments on it would be greatly appreciated.
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Summer ball 2014. The one night of the year when students dust off their suits, probably the same one from prom night, and discover that there is an iron lurking in the, what’s it called? Cleaning cupboard?
There’s always that fear that the months of anticipation will result in a massive anti climax, but this year, for me at least, it was a resounding success. I’ll be brutally honest: I wasn’t that fussed about who was on stage or what music was playing and perhaps I was a bit too intoxicated to even realise what tent I was in but, for me the night was more about saying goodbye to those who had finished uni, those I wasn’t sure when I’d next see. #Emotional.
The night was more about the pre-drinking in front of the library and those unorganised group pictures of everyone laughing and joking and reminiscing about last year.
The event itself, as always, was very well organised. The hours that must have gone into preparing and setting it up are unimaginable. A thanks to the organisers and staff is definitely needed.
The dodgems were a highlight but my now bruised and battered body suggests I may have a bit of road rage to sort out. The Pimms stand was a nice summery addition, but only because it had the shortest queue. I admit, I didn’t even attempt buying a drink inside the tents; I learnt from last years mistakes.
The atmosphere inside the tent really was insane. Plenty of bumping into friends and “Oh my god, how are you”s to be had. Zane Lowe was a particular favourite, as immersed in the music as every student and clearly having a good time.
As Kent Union predicted, I did lose most of my friends, I did have to take my heels off and I did take a gazillion (mostly blurry) photos but I did definitely have a great time. As always, a great end to the year.