Three years will fly by and you'll come to the end of your time at university wondering what on earth you've been doing for all that time? Aside from downing drinks, dressing up in one hundred and one different fancy dress costumes and creating the most unappetising meals ever, I'm sure there's been a bit of work in between. But its all got to end and your student identity has to be unwillingly stripped from you. Bye bye NUS card, bye bye Primark, bye bye parent loans. After this, the realisation may

kick in that you might want to start looking for a job. So you apply for tea making posts, join recruitment agencies and try to make contacts with every person with any vague sort of connection to your field of work. And you come up against a brick wall. No one wants you because you don't have any experince, but you need them to want you so that you can gain experience! It's a Catch 22 situation my friend and you'll more than likely end up back home with your parents working at the same old village pub you've worked at since you were 15 years old. Good luck with that.