“Coming out of my cage and I’ve been doing just fine.”
Everyone in your halls added you on Facebook before you showed up.
And some of them even messaged you. Meaning you started getting asked, "What's your name? Which A-levels did you take? What are you studying?" before Freshers' Week even began.
And you soon realised that everyone else had this poster on their wall too.
Along with photographs of their school friends, which eventually ended up on the floor once the Blu-Tack got too old.
In first year, most of your pre-drinking centered around Chatroulette.
Which meant you saw 100 dicks and 200 boobs every time you decided to go out.
And as soon as Spotify stopped being free, you basically just pre-drank to the background noise of adverts.
It seemed like the longer you listened to music, the more adverts Spotify played.
