It all started with Freshers.....
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Freshers week.... A students dream. A week of drinking, fun and non stop partying. It was a week of hangovers, making friends and settling in. Freshers week changed everything for me. I wasn't even a proper student. I wasn't even going to uni, I was visiting Laura who was and while I was there I got caught up in the madness. How could I not? It appealed to me. To my sense of fun. I just didn't realise what I was getting myself in to...
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