Please wash your dishes

Wash your dishes
It’s not that hard
You weren’t born in a barn,
or a stable, or a yard.

The sink is too small
to have dishes build up
It’s not that complicated
for you to wash one small cup.

Your flatmates aren’t your servants,
or your keepers, or your mothers,
And those who wash their own things
Needn’t worry about others.

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Results Day

Today is results day... Today is the day where I discover my long-awaited fate. Am I going to fail and regret every decision I’ve ever made? or am I going to pass , in which case I’m destined to be okay, or at least that’s what people say. That’s on the condition that I go on to do well at the next stage Yet why must my life be a continuous series of tests and games? I’ve been absolutely dreading this day, I can feel my heart beating out of my chest just pleading for this moment to go away. Knowing that people are going to ask me what I’ve got is something I cannot face. The pressure to do well hangs over me like a dead weight. What will people say? What if I’m the only one who fails and everyone else does great? It seems that we’re put under so much pressure at a young age Expected to know what we want to do with our lives, make the right choices, get the best grades. And expected to somehow, come out of it all okay. We’re not encouraged to figure o

Endings:

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Dark side of University: Academic pressure , suicide and depression.

In general, I think university has become so over-hyped that when people get there it can’t help but be different to expectations. Often , uni is described as the “best time of your life”- and for many people it is . For many, it’s a time where you get to meet lots of new people , have endless fun and drunken antics with flatmates, and when you get to pursue a degree or career you love , and have endless freedom. But this ignores how there is also an increasing proportion of people who do not get to enjoy this university experience. People which academic pressure, isolation, homesickness, depression and suicide all affect every year in the thousands… These people are part of “the dark side of university” – a side that often goes unspoken about. That was until recently – in programs such as the BBC’s Death on campus: our story. This was a 30 minute program exploring the events that led up to 3 students at university taking their own lives. The program reminded viewers of the s

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