The University of Newcastle 2025-09-14T00:17:41Z
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Rain lashed against the library windows as I frantically swiped between three different university apps, each contradicting the other about the location of my neurobiology lab. My palms left sweaty streaks on the phone screen while the clock ticked toward 9:00 AM. That sinking feeling - equal parts panic and humiliation - crested when I realized I'd been circling the chemistry building for fifteen minutes. My brand-new lab coat felt like a surgical gown in a morgue, crisp and accusatory. Just as
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Rain lashed against the library windows as I frantically swiped between three glitchy university apps, each contradicting the other about my Advanced Syntax seminar location. My damp backpack slid off my shoulder, scattering highlighters across the tile floor just as the clock ticked past 1:58 PM. That acidic taste of panic - part cheap cafeteria coffee, part sheer terror - flooded my mouth when a senior's voice cut through my spiral: "Mate, just use myUni." Her thumb danced across a sleek inter