- Baking or Boozing?Written by Nicole JonesHangover: ‘the disagreeable physical aftereffects of drunkenness.’ Sound familiar? Of course it does. Well, if it doesn’t what have you been doing? Well why not fill your head with cookery knowledge…Be the first to comment! Read more...
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- Bambi: The Female BanksyWritten by Emma PhimisterThe streets of London were once sprayed with the art of controversial graffiti artist Banksy; an anonymous celebrity, his work was political and, quite frankly, genius. But there is a…Be the first to comment! Read more...
- Risky business: will people still volunteer after acid attack?Written by Suziee CasselsThe most common expression associated with news viewing has to be “how depressing!” - because, quite frankly, it is. The news is filled with horror stories from all around…Be the first to comment! Read more...
- £12 a week food budget… but how can we afford all those post night out McDonalds?Written by Amelia SweeneyThe debate over benefit amounts and cuts has run wild for the past few weeks, culminating on the government deciding that a family on benefits should receive no more than…Be the first to comment! Read more...
Did you know that 72 hours of video are uploaded to YouTube every minute? Or that in 2011, the online behemonth garnered more than one trillion views? That equates to about 140 views for every person on earth. Even more interesting, 500 years of YouTube videos are watched every day on Facebook. So obviously, that works out as a whole lot of people uploading their videos every second of every day. Some videos will fade away into the obscure side of YouTube, whilst others will, after time, claw its way out of its obscurity and transform into the fascinating being that we call the 'viral video'.
The UK and patriotism have always had an interesting relationship. At one point in history, not too long ago, we were the most patriotic nation on earth. We’d fly our flag and sing ‘God Save The Queen’ at any given opportunity. Now, for many of us, putting aside the die-hard royalists, our patriotism is wavering, with a lot of us showing no love for our country at all. We’re not half as proud to be British as we used to be, and surely this can’t be good for our image as a country. But with the Olympics just around the corner, this could be an opportunity for this to change. After all, the important people are saying 2012 is the year to be proud to be British.
This summer, towards the end of your holiday, as you sit on the balcony sizzling in the sun, or by the pool, and you realise you sort of miss home, trying to imagine that you’re staying there for an extra year, or maybe even longer, and then think that you won’t get to see any of your loved ones for all that time. Even worse, imagine not being able to see your girlfriend / boyfriend for all that time. Would you be able to endure the torture of no romance for so long?
The fan-girl is a fascinating species. The fan-girl is prone to emotional outburst at the sight of their favourite singer and they’re often spotted lurking at the back gate of concert venues. They can have an extremely over-zealous attitude when it comes to their favourite musicians and they will stop at nothing to get make sure everyone knows this. You just have to log onto Twitter and look at the list of trending topics to realise this. 9 times out of 10, there will be at least 1 trending topic dedicated to the squeaky-clean Justin Bieber or One Direction, or one of the many other teen heartthrobs.
There was a time when people thought Facebook was undefeatable. When no one else in the world of social networking could lay a hand on the internet goliath. Its 700 million strong army of users were surely proof that Facebook was going to obliterate any competition that came along. That was until this little blue bird came along in 2006. Although it took a while to get off the ground, Twitter took the world by storm, thanks to an array of celebrities, such as Ashton Kutcher. Since then, the micro-blogging website, which, let’s face it, is used predominantly as a wonderful tool for creeping on celebrities, has amassed an approximate following of 140 million users. Not bad ‘ey?
Bright lights are mounted majestically above the entrance, and already-tipsy students queue round the corner to pay to get into this student Mecca. Girls in tops that could be mistaken for a piece of string are toppling over in their heels and it’s not even 11 o’clock, whilst guys wear embarrassingly low v-necks. Nearly all these students, up and down the country, will have at least one thing in common - the desire to get stupendously drunk and the probability of them ending the night either face down on the bathroom floor or throwing up in a bush outside the local chippy.
When you tell people you’re doing a Journalism degree, you tend to get one of two reactions. It’ll either be the “oh that sounds really interesting, what does that involve?”, or there’ll be the academic snobs. The ones that almost retch at the mere thought of studying a degree in Journalism, whilst trying to hide it behind a not-so-subtle, awkward smile. If you ask whether a Journalism degree is essential for getting a head-start in the field, to answer it simply, no it isn’t. You can make it as a journalist with just about any degree. But does it help to have a degree in Journalism? Yes.
It’s always exciting for students making the transition from halls of residence to their first actual house. You finally get to live with people you want to live with, and with the added freedom that comes with living in your own house, it’s an exciting time for anyone. But with moving into a house, comes a lot of extra responsibilities; Water, electricity and gas bills, paying for internet packages, all the stuff that no one really wants to have to deal with.
There’s always the slight feeling of apprehension as to how your parents are going to react when they first see your new house after moving out of halls, because let’s face it, a lot of student housing in this country has a lot left to be desired. It seems as though after living in halls, students are often sectioned off into the cheapest places possible, without being too far away from the university campus, and that usually means living in a residence not dissimilar to the Gorbals. The first time my mum saw the state of my brother’s house in his second year of university, she cried. A lot of students are lucky if they get a window that doesn’t have moss growing on the inside, or a ceiling that doesn’t have damp seeping through.
As you walk into the student union, you notice a row of scantily clad women lining the top shelves of the magazine rack. Do you avert your gaze in repulse or do you simply look past it? (or do you pick one up and buy it?) It’s a topic that’s taken Leeds University Student Union by storm as Welfare Chief Harriet Rankin is the driving force behind heated debates as to whether ‘lad’s mags’ should be taken off the shelves of the union’s shops, after several students complained over an image in the Old Bar of a woman that they deemed offensive. The union rejected Rankins’ and other complainer’s requests to have it taken down as it would’ve gone against union policy because it’s not advertising – no I don’t understand that policy either if I’m honest with you.
If someone asks you what you’re doing tonight and you tell them you’re ‘going for cocktails’, It’s more than likely you’ll be met with a resounding ‘Lar de dar!’. They’ll usually think Sex and The City, Made in Chelsea, ladies who lunch, that sort of crowd. Definitely not the hard-done-to student crowd. A lot of students seldom indulge in a cocktail night, and with Leeds’ behemoth night-life scene, it’s easy for the smaller, stylish bars to go unnoticed, getting lost in the crowd of nightclub giants such as Mission, Revolution or Chilli Whites.
I’ve always been one of the few cocktail-lovers in my group of friends, so I rarely have the opportunity to knock back a Mojito or two with them (and let’s face it, I’m not going to go for cocktails by myself). Though when I do go, I love it. The atmosphere, being able to actually have a conversation with friends, not having to worry about undesirables slithering towards you from the dark, sticky-floored corners of the club. Overall, a more enjoyable, social evening. Obviously, as any university student should, I do still frequent the big clubs, a lot. I mean who can say no to 75p drinks at Mezz? But I find going for a few quiet (or not so quiet as the case may sometimes be) cocktails with friends can be a much needed respite from the club scene.