So, last Monday at around 10 a.m. after a very late night and a very early morning, my restless pursuit of coffee through the Bahen Centre was met with this: YES. It was like MY DREAMS HAD COME TRUE: my very own…
Someone’s Watching You…
OK, everyone uses them. If they say they don’t, then they are lying. What am I talking about? Social media sites, most commonly Facebook and Twitter. My first observation about these two infernal time-wasters is that my spell check in…
The politics of protest, power, and communication
"What are human rights? What is human dignity?..." And so began a panel discussion titled, "The Politics of Protest", hosted by the Women and Gender Studies Students' Union last Thursday at New College's William Doo Auditorium. I don't tend to…
This Winter, Spice Things Up!
Feeling down in the dumps? Needing something exciting to help you get through this semester? Well folks, I have a series of events that are for you! This year, as what has become an annual tradition for the Sexual Education…
I’m so ridiculously excited for my project course
I just got off the phone with my mother. According to her, auditing math courses just for fun makes me "a huge nerd". True. But 'round these parts (namely, the departments where I study, or more broadly, this whole…
Being your own advocate with Accessibility Services
When students who are registered with Accessibility Services hear the name of the titular service, some smile, some laugh, but many uh, well, you can see where this is going . . . With regards to the latter, it was…
Team Building: Leadership First
As we embark on a new year, I have had much time to reflect on the past, and to conjure up in my mind what I want to accomplish for the future. While I have the standard resolutions of…
A Letter to Fellow Travellers
Imagine for me, lifeatuoft, the following 3 things: (1) a friend who will love anyone exactly as they are, (2) a professor who knows that the hard problems of science have deep existential relevance, and (3) a joyous and unrelenting…
“First of all, are you okay?”
Back in September, I started off the school year on the wrong foot. Actually, to push the tired foot analogy a little further, I was dragging my feet, tripping over shoelaces and falling down. Probably in a puddle. Of mud.…
Dances of hope and healing
I'm surrounded by strangers and TV cameras and bright lights as far as the eye can see. Somewhat unlike a typical lecture, there’s a certain energy about the people in the rows and rows of wooden chairs. The excited buzz of…