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Cutlery. Regardless if you’re staying in catered ‘bliss’ or not, you should still bring some form of plate in case you feel like nice food once in a while. Mugs and glasses are always a good start to any cup collection. |
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Coat hangers. No one likes a creased shirt. On that note there should be an ironing board around hall. If you want an iron that works though, best pick one up from the local iron shop. |
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DVD’s. Regardless of your embarrassing affection to Buffy, it’s probably best to bring along as much media entertainment as you can muster. University life can get painfully boring at some points so anything to while away the hours until pub o clock will be welcomed with a smile. Except Will and Grace. |
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A musical instrument. Not only does it provide valuable banter but is also a great weapon of noise against the irritating next door neighbour. And if it’s heavy you can hit them with it. |
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Speakers. Not only do they provide valuable banter but are also a great weapon of noise against the irritating next door neighbour. And you can hit them with the subwoofer. |
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Tools. For generic diy things. And not stealing road signs. |
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Flip flops. Or any kind of footwear to wear in the shower. Whilst athlete’s foot and the plague are always nice things to collect during your time of university, it’s probably best to not go looking for them. |
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Everyone gets ill at the start of term. Bring as much cold and cough medicine as it’s legal to buy in one sitting and accept your forthcoming illness as a coming of age sign. Offering Vick’s to randoms is always a good chance for some ill sex. |
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Tea and biscuits. Everyone loves the biscuits and it’s the second best way to emotionally blackmail people to talk to you. The other being a strip show. Though if you’re offering custard creams to people be prepared to strip just to apologise for buying crap biscuits |
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An extension cord. You can never have enough plugs. Don’t put your fingers in them. |
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A machete.(?!?) |
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Your Snugly. We appreciate you haven’t been apart from that manky piece of cotton since your first day on God’s green earth and it’s got great sentimental feeling having been given to you by your dead granny but it’s time to put it into an oil drum and set fire to it. |
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Teddies. Irritatingly small hall beds mean that regardless of whether you sleep with someone or are going die alone, you’ll need all the space you can muster. |
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Photographs of pets. So many animals get lost around hall sites you’ll probably have enough pets to look after without pining for Kitty Fantastico back home. Though don’t adopt the rats. They’re not supposed to be there |
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Will and Grace DVD’s. We’ve trained our hounds to track them from three miles. |
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A shrunken head. Creepy little things. |
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A duvet. Though we’re assured all the duvets are bleached and blessed by a priest after every year, it’s always nice to have a bit of home comfort. And the knowledge of who’s slept in it. Unless you stole it from a YHA. |
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Dad’s credit card number. Always best to write it down in case you can’t afford that new CD. |
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A bottle of obscure and potentially lethal foreign alcohol. Make best friends fast. |
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A didgeridoo. We can’t be bothered to buy one and want a go on someone’s. Bring one and give us a call. |
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A TV. Paying for the licence may be a bitch but having the warmth of a colour television in your room is worth every penny. Plus you can buy friends who want to watch Neighbours. And channel five porn. |
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A plant. Because you never know where you might want to tip that spare vodka. |
