Nothing to eat but fears in the back seat. Well I met God and he had nothing to say to me.

Jenny, 19, Sheffield Uni.

I'm supposedly an adult but you're unlikely to find me acting like one.
From now on my life will consist of a large amount of time spent in my pyjamas, eating cereal for lunch at 5 in the afternoon. I'm probably going to destroy all my clothes after an unfortunate run in with a washing machine/iron, burn pasta that is boiling in water (again) and continue to neglect my important university work in favour of watching pointless youtube videos.
In theory by this time in 4 years I will be fluent in at least 3 languages, maybe 4, in which case I'll be able to effectively spread my lack of common sense and general knowledge to a large proportion of the inhabitants of this earth.

Sounds good, right?