My Fresher’s Week

Chancellor’s Court – the hall’s I lived in during First Year

Despite it being almost two years ago, I do still remember my Fresher’s Week (Granted, my memories were jogged by a journal entry I wrote at the time). It was odd to be somewhere completely new, whilst knowing next to no-one. It was also odd getting used to “student living” and essentially becoming more independent. Unlike many others I’m sure, I didn’t go out a whole lot during the week, but nonetheless, it was a week of firsts and a pleasant experience to get me settled in at Edge Hill University.

Before university, I had rarely (if ever) gone clubbing before, opting for social drinks in pubs or at house parties – and that didn’t change during my Fresher’s Week, although it could have! There were a number of opportunities available, however, I just didn’t end up going for one reason or another. Most of the people I had bonded with in the first few days weren’t big into drinking and there was also the case of someone I’d planned to go out with napping through the day and missing tickets for the Level takeover happening in Liverpool.

The Quad

I did, however, end up going to the paint party in the Quad with one of my flatmates, which was a nice experience. We’d found each other one our hall’s Facebook group and had got to know each other the month before university started, so we’re already friends by the time we met at uni. We ended up playing video-games one night with another flatmate, which in my opinion was as good a night as any other that week. We also went to the fresher’s fair together the next day, where I signed up for far too many societies and clubs.

Later during the week, after meeting some coursemates and even going to the zoo with them (field trip, woo!), a few of us had some drinks in our halls. The first week’s lectures are largely informative formalities but also aim to build relationships within the group. Activities in random groups and a few silly icebreakers were much appreciated and definitely helped cement some friendships that are still strong today.

If there’s any advice I would give to prospective students it’s to put yourself out there. Don’t be afraid to put yourself out there and be yourself, because those who appreciate your true-self are those you deserve to have as friends. On the same note of being yourself, don’t do anything you don’t want to. If you’re not the type to drink, then you don’t have to – again, those who are worth your time will understand.

A Night In On Campus

With University fast approaching, you might be panicked about the social side of thing. Making friends was something I worried about, but what about once you have friends – but don’t like the idea of clubbing? If you aren’t keen on going out, whether it be to Liverpool, Ormskirk or Social, but still want to socialise or do something different, here’s a bunch of options you might want to consider.

Staying in, not drinking

If you’re not a fan of drinking – don’t fret! You’re not the only one, and you’ll be sure to find others you aren’t that keen on it either; societies and the fresher’s Facebook page/group are a great resource for finding others. (Of course, maybe you do like to drink, but just not this particular night).

Why not host a movie night? Either decide on a genre or specific film beforehand or vote once everyone has gathered (try and persuade the guest with the best tv/most comfortable seats to host 😉 ). If you’re not feeling a film, you could play some board/tabletop games, nothing tests a friendship like a game of Monopoly (and did you know that Edge Hill have their very own version?) Still fancy a game but not of the board variety? Why not play a murder mystery or a DnD campaign?

Staying in, but drinking

So you ARE a fan of drinking but still don’t (feel) like clubbing. The above options still apply obviously, but if you feel like it, you could co-opt most of the above to include drinking. For example, a movie night featuring some drinking games – my

suggestions would be the Rocky Horror drinking game, a Harry Potter drinking game, or anime roulette. Many board games too can be adapted to include drinking, including chess! Outside of board games, there are always the usual drinking games (eg. Irish poker, Ring of Fire, the Picolo app), but might I bring Paranoia to your attention – it’s not a drinking game, but better played not quite sober.

Another thing to consider is a live reading drinking game – very similar to the movie drinking games, but this time with a book or my personal favourite, a fanfiction – specifically My Immortal.

(Just remember to respect your flatmates and neighbours by keeping the noise down when it gets late and following securities wishes if you get a noise complaint.)

Something else on campus

Let’s not forget that Edge Hill campus’ Art’s Centre hosts a number of events throughout the year. There’s Free Film Friday, an amazing event held almost every Friday of the academic year that I have made use of many times; Open Mic Nights, held numerous times a year; and plenty of other performances and productions held all across the year.

Drunken antics left, right and centre…

Does anyone else have a routine when it comes to nights out?

Well, we do.

When the week’s over, admittedly sometimes during the week as well, we like to drink our nights away. We usually follow a set of unwritten rules, which go something like this…

We begin with decisions: What’s everyone going to wear? Where are we going out? Liverpool? Ormskirk?.. Right Ormskirk to keep costs down. Where in Ormskirk? Mustard? Nah. Alpine? Yes.

Then we start pre-drinking, more often than not far too early. We leave one by one to get ready in our rooms, then reunite in the living room to play drinking games. These games follow an unofficial order, yet we all have the set memorised for what comes next.

Ring of fire> Over the bridge> A card game which we don’t have a name of, but it’s my favourite> Paranoid (a classic for starting arguments from meaningless comments)… Then if it’s a house party, games like ‘Never Have I Ever’ surface. This is of course just and excuse to be nosey.

People start arriving. The house is rammed with unfamiliar faces. Spillages are occurring, with what feels like every two minutes, no doubt from Morrison branded vodka. Before you know it we’ve ran out of toilet roll. Someone always seems to be crying, of which no one knows why. The music is beyond loud. Drunken chats, people falling and horrendous singing is everywhere. On some occasions the neighbours have complained, which leads us to emptying the house and heading to town.

You could literally copy and paste this for every weekend entry and very few factors would change. Oh the joys of being a student.

Until next time…:)