You’re four. Your grandmother asks you what you want to be when you grow up. What a silly question, grandma! Has she not been noticing your doctor’s kit for the last eight months?? Maybe it’s the science-fiction-romance poetry you write…
Hand Cramps Be Gone: The Art of Note-taking in Lectures
Maybe you got hand cramps from packing sand to make sandcastles all over a beach, maybe you got them from tapping lines of candy in the intense game that is Candy Crush, maybe you got them from whipping fluffy cream…
Lessons learned from my first year in the Life Sigh stream
Did you know: If you take a full course load for all years of undergrad leading up to med school applications, the U of T Faculty of Medicine will drop six half-courses with the lowest grades from your admission GPA?…
POSter Child
Hey kids, it’s springtime! This means the crocuses and snowdrops are coming up, and we may eventually get consistent sun and warmth. For most of us it means exams. And for anyone entering second year or switching programs, it means…
What would you tell your first-year self?
What would you tell your first-year self? Over the past three years there have definitely been times when I wish I could go back in time to tell my first-year self something. Sometimes it's something that I wish I could have…
Making the Switch
Do you folks ever have revelations while cramming for a final? I don't mean revelations like "I'm going to turn on an episode of Gilmore Girls now because I know I'm going to fail tomorrow." No, no, no - that's…
Finding Headspace in the Midst of Exams
If you had told me in September that 8 months from now I would be an avid supporter of meditation - I would have told you that you were crazy! I grew up my whole life with a mother who…
To Share or Not to Share
Exams are upon us again, which means that a flood of emails is almost certainly bound to be upon us as well. Our classmates, many of whom we have never met, will use the email system on Blackboard to request…
When Your Exam Season Becomes a TV Show
Guys. Guys. GUYS. I have something to tell you. It's not going to be pretty, but we're all adults. Sometimes we just have to rip that crusty band-aid off. Please make sure to move that latte you have next to your MacBook…
All Night Long (Not the Lionel Richie Song)
I don't know if this has occurred to anyone yet, but today is the last day of March! AHHH! The break is so close -- I can taste it! I can't believe this is my last post! Logically then, I've decided to write…