The first semester has come and gone, so fast that it just seems like a blur. For a first year student, it is surprising how far I've come since the end of August. In terms of my academic, social, and…
It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Finals
It's that time a year again! No, not Christmas... Finals! *cheers* I'm stressed out about my first exam coming up so I thought I'd make my own rendition of a Christmas song to lighten the mood! I wish you a…
The holidays are here! How I’m (healthily) indulging this year
Ahh, it’s the most wonderful time of the year! There’s something so magical about the holiday season. I don’t know if its all the twinkly lights or that people seem to be just a bit nicer to each other. Either…
Intercollegiate Group Work – My First Hackathon (continued)
From dissecting the problem to agreeing on a strategy and working out a solution - technology is a tool, not the answer.
Why I’m choosing self-care this winter
Growing up in California, clear, blue, sunny skies greeted me everyday. When I came to Toronto, I suddenly went long stretches without seeing those familiar blue skies, especially during the winter months. I’ve now experienced three Toronto winters and I’ve…
The Social Event That Is an All-Nighter
Before I get into things, it’s important to read this poem by Dennis Lee and understand how thoroughly I relate to it: Sometimes my mind is crazy Sometimes my mind is dumb Sometimes it sings like angel wings And beeps…
Hackathons and Hatcheries – Interdisciplinary Hubs
Again, I mainly participate for the free Google t-shirt but more importantly...
Leading with failure
Only 3 weeks left of school, playing catch up with the semester tiny breaks of procrastination so tempting to this flame burning out Still flickering on as bright as I can Feedback in numbers, comments checkmarks scribbles question marks strikethroughs…
It’s complicated: How my relationship with my body has evolved
I’ve always had a complicated relationship with my body. I remember crying my eyes out after stepping on the scale, the number making me feel worthless and ashamed--I was only 12 years old. My body didn’t resemble the ones I…
What my injury has taught me
Although I’ve been active most of my life, I don’t know that I’d necessarily consider myself an athlete. However, I was involved in many different sports and activities growing up. I danced from the age of three until I was…