Here’s your entire first year as a London student told in Taylor Swift lyrics
‘Long story short, it was a bad time’
With her tenth studio album around the corner, Taylor Swift has been charming swifties worldwide for nearly two decades.
A woman of the people, she’s apparently spent a lot of that time crying, losing sleep, and giving up. This makes her perfectly relatable to London students. (The only difference, sadly, is that you probably won’t be swanning around Hackney with Joe Alwyn.)
Nevertheless, to welcome our freshers, The London Tab presents the ultimate description of a London student’s first year through our favourite Taylor Swift lyrics.
‘Screaming, crying’ – Blank Space
Classic, universal, evergreen: Taylor’s rarely been more relatable than she is here.
In the trenches of exam season? Rotting in the back of a 9 am Thursday lecture? Having to evacuate your halls in the middle of the night because of someone’s botched cooking attempt? Screaming and most definitely crying.
‘The road not taken looks real good now’ – ‘tis the damn season
Look: your gap year friends will be all over Instagram with their Costa Rica photo dumps, and you will regret turning that paid internship down.
Don’t worry, though. The glorified JSTOR membership is definitely worth it. Right?
‘I’m so sick’ – The Man
Between freshers’ flu, regular flu, remnant Covid, and whatever’s evolving on the surfaces of your halls’ kitchen, it’s time to stockpile those multivitamins.
‘I enjoy walking Camden Market in the afternoon’ – London Boy
Definitely somewhere to visit when you first move in. Give it a week, though, and you’ll be barrelling up the middle of the road, coffee in hand, muttering darkly at the glacial tourists like the rest of us. Still, the cheesy naans are good.
‘Wasn’t it easier in your lunchbox days?’ – Innocent
It absolutely was, Taylor. Turns out first year is as much about warding off scurvy as it is about passing classes.
‘Rebekah gave up’ – the last great american dynasty
The fateful day has arrived: you’ve received your first “???” on a coursework essay.
‘Now I’m begging for footnotes’ – tolerate it
The summative is due on Moodle in less than six hours. Maybe if you just stare at the screen long enough, those references will write themselves. (Or you can wait for that bad mark if you can tolerate it.)
‘Darling, I fancy you’ – London Boy
This is the polite but excruciating chat-up line you can expect to hear from private school lads at the pub. Later they’ll switch to more comfortable ground: telling you about their investment portfolio until you keel over.
‘Oh my God, she’s insane’ – I Bet You Think About Me (Taylor’s Version)
You’ll find yourself muttering this one pretty regularly – both for the flatmate who lives at the library and the one who can skip any club queue but still needs directions for their seminar rooms in week five.
‘We’re all so tired of everything, we wait for trains that just aren’t coming’ – New Romantics
What you’d write to your early morning seminar leaders when RMT and TFL strikes hit again.
‘Long story short, it was a bad time’ – long story short
Group projects. Enough said.
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