Alma Mater

A continuous low humming hung over Chancellor’s Place. Quarter to eight. My stomach was making the raspy breathing sounds of a dying puppy. Having completed a massive two-and-a-half-hour Research Techniques seminar, I was hoping to celebrate my first ever UQ lecture with dinner for one. What I got instead was this little nugget: there wasn’t[…]

Waking Up

Please note: The opinions expressed in each of the stories shared by individuals on this website are those of the individual author. I know the best places to nap on campus. They are: The lounge outside the philosophy department in Forgan Smith The Great Court (although this can be prone to green ants) Wherever my law[…]