When I was a kid, my parents used to have the hardest time trying to put me to bed. I was a night owl. I had an arsenal of tactics that I would use against my war with bed time. I was definitely no stranger to the ‘five more minutes’ argument, nor was I shy about feigning ignorance and claiming ‘I didn’t hear you’ while putting on my best pout. I think my favourite strategy was hiding from my parents as soon as I knew bed time was coming. It was like getting to play a game of high stakes hide and seek with opponents who had a deep hatred for the game, oh the adrenaline. It was such a bonus: I got to force my parents into a game of hide and seek AND stay up later than my bed time, especially if I found a really good place to hide. My antics definitely did not go unnoticed by my siblings. I was the poster child for bad bed time influence. Looking back, it surprises me how many sleepovers I was able to secure in my childhood.
Me not getting sleep. #nofilter #blessed
Okay, my job didn't take place on a treacherous snowy mountain top, but it FELT like it did. Stock photo taken by ZivotNaCestach.cz via PicJumbo.
The snow was piled as high as a small dog and the wind roared so ferociously that the temperature dropped almost forty degrees below zero. I stood outside, on a street corner, with a security shirt pulled over my puffy winter jacket. This was one of my first jobs: acting as “security” for a weekend-long outdoor winter festival.
After that weekend, I—understandably—caught a cold and developed a phobia of snowmen and red and green sweaters.
In the past few weeks, I've had 4 exams and I thought I would share my experience as a first-year student. Personally, I dread multiple-choice exams. I have probably been dreading multiple-choice exams since my Paper 1's for my IB courses during…
I have been to a writing centre for every assignment I've had since I began attending U of T. It's November (a.k.a. essay season) and I have six essays due between now and the end of the term. Winter Break,…
I have been in London for almost 2 months and I finally feel like I am at home and settled. Now that I can thoroughly explain the entire tube map of zone 1/2 and have started giving directions to tourists, can I call myself a Londoner?
This week, I have decided to talk about the daily routine of a Londoner and the specifics of British culture which I hope to continue when I go back home.
Sometimes, things just don’t work out the way you planned.
For example, at the beginning of this school year, I promised myself that I would actively keep up with all the readings in all my courses. With midterm season come and gone, I realized that I fell behind in 3 of my courses while studying for midterms. I’m currently trying my best to mitigate the setback by doing my readings for at least 3 hours a day until I’m caught up with all my courses. Nevertheless, this setback was not planned!
It feels like I have a tower of readings to complete before I catch up!
For the first part of the residence tour series, the video team visited Innis College Residence for a quick guide and overview of the space. Check it out!!
Last Friday, MoveU hosted a Fun Friday event at the Goldring Centre for High Performance Sport: Balley Ball! Picture volleyball, but instead of using your hands to send the ball over the net you use inflatable medicine balls! Here’s a…
U of T has no shortage of picturesque spots around campus that are perfect places for you to take a moment for yourself to do some contemplation or meditation. But as it starts to get colder I realise that most…
As a U of T student, we have access to numerous fantastic resources, scholarships, and world-famous libraries. However, personally, my favourite perk of being at U of T is our Hart House membership, or generally, our access to daily free drop-in fitness classes.…
