Tag: reflection

Mirrors often occupy an uneasy place within the collective consciousness. A reflected replica of this world, not quite false, but not entirely real either.

An Oxonian is prime minister, the University’s chancellor is a baron, and our financing is still amoral at best.

Like many returning students, I have spent the past week either bitterly cold (apologies to those who gave me concerned looks on the high...

"A different perspective exposes something new in Oxford’s tangle of streets and colleges; from afar, students on bikes and tourist groups and traffic disputes stop feeling like a nuisance, revealing instead a quiet, understated sort of loveliness."

Thursday evening. Eighth week. My head has finally stopped spinning after a tumultuous Park End (I think). A crinkled pastry bag is tucked under...

"I’m excited to be twenty –it feels whole, a bit round, and like maybe I’m a bit of a grown up. Only a bit though."

Trinity Term seems to have some sort of mythical status. Its mention in the presence of older years is met with sighs of yearning and assertions of how splendid it is. After the cold gloom of Hilary term and the months when darkness settled over the city at 4PM, I sure am looking forward to experiencing Oxford in all its sunny glory.

Rustication not only offered me time for reflection, but a newfound confidence and independence