My Favourite Place to Escape Has No Tangible Location

Unlike a lot of people I know I still appreciate those rectangular objects with paper in the middle of them and a hard shell holding it together. Yes I am talking about books, those things that hardly anyone reads these days!

I don’t know if it’s just my inner nerd shining through but I think people need to appreciate books, novels and stories more than Facebook, fake tans and cats (totally kidding cats are highly important and should be given full attention).

Seriously though there is no better (or worse) feeling than holding the last page of the book you have just spent the last couple of months, weeks, or hours reading and finally knowing who dies, who falls in love, who wins, who loses or learning that there is definitely a sequel.

The pages are probably curled and ripped due to ferociously folding it in ways it should not be folded. They probably have dirty finger prints on them from when you were eating some greased up, deep fried, ‘diet starts Monday’ kind of snack and a couple or majority of the pages probably have make up smudges from the tears you shed out of sadness or joy at the journey that book has taken you on.

No worse feeling you ask? Well yeah duh, what are you going to do with the rest of your life now that the series you have vested all your time, emotions and sleep into has ended?

Numerous times before I have closed the final pages to a book, reminisced the good times I had, the places I went, the people I met and then it dawns on me, what do I do now? I’ve been in a whole other world since picking up that book and now its over.

It doesn’t matter what kind of book it is whether it’s an extremely long and confusing series about wizards or a steamy series about some sexy rich man who wears grey ties (let’s not get distracted now), regardless of what book you are reading: You. Will. Get. Attached.

Those characters have become your best friends, you either want to be with them or be them. It all seemed so real and now it’s over, the end of an era… even if it only took a day to read it seems like a lifetime.

But at the end remember: don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened… and then start reading it again.


/Zoe Keenan

Last Weeks Coffee Catch-up

Thank you to everyone for coming to last weeks Coffee Catch-Up! Huge success as always!

The Coffee Catch Up is one of our favourite events of the year as it is such a great opportunity for the PURE committee to get to know the PR, Communications and Journalist students better. If you missed out last Thursday your next chance to do some networking with your fellow students will be in two weeks time. More information to come in a couple of days time, we can’t wait to see you all then!



Our PURE President Lynsey

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Some of our amazing committee members!


Ryan was the Barista King!

/Jenny Ljunggren

5 Things we all end up doing for Father’s Day

Do you remember last year around late August and early September? The weekend before father’s day? You completely forgot it was coming up – because how is it September all ready, right? You had to quickly plan something and think of the perfect gift for him within days. He of course still showed complete gratitude for the efforts you scrambled together; but wouldn’t it be nice to accept its September already and really show your thanks and love for that special man who’s always been there for you? It would be nice, but c’mon, we’re all going to procrastinate just like last year. I, as a veteran of this dilemma, have come up with ‘5 Things We All End Up Doing for Father’s Day’.

  1. Knowing for weeks that Father’s Day is coming up but never actually knowing when until the day before when your mum reminds you. It’s not like Mother’s Day where if you have forgotten you can just duck down to your nearest Coles or Woolies, pick up some flowers, maybe some chocolate, (yes, I have done this) and you’re set. No, no Father’s Day is different. He (probably) wouldn’t accept flowers and chocolate as a present. And now you’re stuck in a pit of self-pity, disappointment, and regret that you weren’t more organised.
  2. Waking up on Father’s Day and cooking him breakfast in bed, with a card you picked up the day before and just wrote on it 2 minutes ago so the ink is still a little wet. The key with this simple classic is to always knock on the bedroom door and wait for permission to enter, if you have never thought of this as a must then you are a very very lucky person.
  3. Always buying him AFL merchandise year after year because you’re too lazy to think of something original. This is something I am also guilty of doing. Hey, I know my dad barracks for the Eagles so to hell with it – am I lazy? Yes. Do I want to get him something different this year? Yes, but I am lazy. So another Eagles coffee mug it is this year.
  4. Similar to point #3 I know my dad is a huge fan of motocross so if I can I try to incorporate that in a present. If I can. Usually I can’t. Usually it’s just an Eagle’s scarf or coffee mug with the dying thought that one day, one day, I will give him something that serves his other interests. But it’s the thought that counts, right?
  5. Getting him something alcohol related. Being an Australian, this is a safe, appropriate, and often requested gift. A good bottle of his favourite alcoholic beverage and you might be his favourite child this year. It doesn’t necessarily have to be a bottle of alcohol, it can be something for his bar, a drinking game, or a drinking cup… that you’ll probably steal for your own purposes.

I can go on but the main thing about Father’s Day is showing your thanks to your dad, whether that be a well-planned day or something you just came up with the day before. Whatever you end up doing or getting for your dad he will appreciate anyway. Just remember to take some time to say ‘I love you’ and appreciate him.