Rainbow Boy

I’m not going to sugarcoat this: the current situation sucks. We’re all mourning things we’ve lost; I’m a third year student and don’t know if I’ll get to graduate or ever say goodbye to Sheffield properly. I was also really looking forward to the Hella Mega Tour and My Chemical Romance’s reunion tour, but I guess the emo gods decided to play a cruel trick on us instead. We have all lost time and opportunities, and tragically some have lost their lives or their loved ones. This is an unbelievably sad and difficult time, and in my opinion, it’s also a time to reflect on the decisions being made by the government so we can hold them to account at a later date.

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Fantastic mental health support and where to find it

People who struggle with their mental health are painfully aware that it’s not an issue that can be resolved in a week. Because of this, Our Mental Health Week aims to raise awareness of student mental health support at the University of Sheffield, so that people who need help can access the support they need for the duration of their time as a student here. It also showcases different ways you can improve your mental well-being, through fun (and free!!) activities and events that will be going on all week.

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Moving Day

We will soon be approaching the time of year where hordes of returning students descend on Sheffield to move a year’s worth of drunk-purchases, vintage fair buys, and things you got with your student discount across the city, into new accommodation. I handily avoided this last year by staying in the same house for two years, but now I’m getting ready to move out and into a new flat. I know from experience that moving out of your accommodation can be stressful, so here are my top tips for having a (relatively) stress-free moving day!

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A Certain Romance

I have spent the last two and a half years in Sheffield in a long-distance relationship, and I am spending my final year and a half here out of one. If you’re newly single (like me) and fancy doing something other than wallowing in your own heartbreak and misery (like I’ve been doing), Sheffield is the perfect place to test out your newly found singledom and get back on your feet.

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Reading is what?

It’s no secret that university involves a lot of reading. My human geography course requires me to read seemingly endless articles on a massive range of subjects, including but not limited to war memorials, the 2008 financial crisis and voting patterns. When I applied for university, I wasn’t put off by the amount of reading that would be required of me – I had heard people complaining about it and thought they were just being dramatic. Surely it couldn’t be that hard? I certainly didn’t think so, I used to devour entire books in a single sitting; I would stay up all night reading because I couldn’t put a book down. I love reading so much that my first tattoo was inspired by one of my favourite books (Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor – it’s magical, read it after your deadlines). Reading was my treat after doing all my schoolwork; it was my escape from a depressing reality and books gave me more joy than any film ever could. The problem comes when this escape is taken away and academia becomes my life.

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Use your voice

University Mental Health Awareness Day is this week and the theme is ‘Use Your Voice’, so I am going to use my voice to say what I really think about our mental health services. The University of Sheffield’s counselling service is fantastic at helping if you’re feeling stressed about your workload, having friendship woes, missing home, etc. (I would 100% recommend talking to them if you’re struggling at all), but I have found that it struggles to help people like myself who have a diagnosed mental health condition.

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Welcome to burlesque

Since I was 10 years old, I have wanted to be a rock star. Specifically, I want to be Billie Joe Armstrong, the frontman of my all-time favourite band, Green Day. His stage presence is unrivalled, and he uses his platform for good; singing about corrupt politicians, the state of the world today, and good old-fashioned teenage angst. I even started wearing my eye-liner like him and honestly, I still think of him every morning when I coat my eyes in smoky black. I desperately wanted to perform on a stage like he did and get lost in the music that made me feel so much emotion, but for years I was hampered by my own anxiety and lack of any sort of musical talent.

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