you soon learn at university you might get holidays but you usually have about 4 x 4000 word assignments to do over easter break alone. so its no holiday. you have no time for a personal life to take care of your beauty or go to the gym or have a love life and you have no social life. no matter what bullshit people will tell you about "oh I had a ball at university and partied all the time" don't believe them. if they are doing that they are buying or stealing assignments and they get caught in the end. you have to sign all assignments stating it is all your work and you will be punished and kicked out for any plagiarism, even just for paraphrasing you will get into big trouble. I knew bitches who were faking bibliographies and make up their own quotes and believe me some get away with it and others get caught. thankfully I never was that stupid to do that. I did occasionally get help from others for take home exams or assessment but there was no party fun at university. It was the sadest abused loneliest bullied time of my life as bad as russos or now. I would get sick and I would not eat meals and just live on lucozade for some energy but that was it and it made me sick and weak and tired with antibiotics dropping down red blood cell count too much.

you soon learn at university you might get holidays but you usually have about 4 x 4000 word assignments to do over easter break alone. so its no holiday. you have no time for a personal life to take care of your beauty or go to the gym or have a love life and you have no social life. no matter what bullshit people will tell you about "oh I had a ball at university and partied all the time" don't believe them. if they are doing that they are buying or stealing assignments and they get caught in the end. you have to sign all assignments stating it is all your work and you will be punished and kicked out for any plagiarism, even just for paraphrasing you will get into big trouble. I knew bitches who were faking bibliographies and make up their own quotes and believe me some get away with it and others get caught. thankfully I never was that stupid to do that. I did occasionally get help from others for take home exams or assessment but there was no party fun at university. It was the sadest abused loneliest bullied time of my life as bad as russos or now. I would get sick and I would not eat meals and just live on lucozade for some energy but that was it and it made me sick and weak and tired with antibiotics dropping down red blood cell count too much.
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