As someone who is about a 100% awkward with first encounters, no one understands the butterflies that come with them better than I do. More importantly, all of the pressures associated with first impressions leave me more nervous than Frodo…
Book Hunting
In my last year of high school, all my teachers reminded us that this would be the last year we would be getting our books from the library. After we leave the safe halls of grade school, we're going to…
a man comes running into the doctor’s office and says …
A feel good Elmo clip from Scrubs. Think ahead a little. It is half way through the semester and like a good U of T student you are studying diligently for your History of the Integration of Physics midterm. Like…
Cheaters: Grad School or Law School?
What do you do when you are in love with two things and have to choose one to commit to for the rest of your life? And polygamy isn’t an option because each task comes with the price tag of…
The Romanticization of Passion
It’s a romantic thought, isn’t it - it seems we students are urged every day to “find our passion” and follow it relentlessly. It’s a kind of novelty that is almost paraded more than it is appreciated, and is essentially…
U of T Stories
There's something about a storytelling that really appeals to me. My dad used to tell my brother and I stories every night, not from books but from his head. They were fun ones, with magic and adventure. As I grew…
ramadan’ing on campus.
Today's post was originally going to be an ode to the Multi Faith Centre and how awesome it is. But then I found out somebody did that in the past. Unfortunately, since I am not Marty McFly, I can't go…
A Blessing In Disguise
I did something brave last night. I talked to my dad about my issues with social and mostly school-related anxiety. That feeling in the pit of your stomach; the hummingbird knocking against your ribcage; the sound of your knees buckling;…
Residence 101
Ah residence, how we’ve grown to become good friends (okay unless the shower roof is temporarily missing) since I first encountered you two years ago! Prior to entering the U-of-Tverse, I didn’t quite realize what to expect from living on…
Play Me, I’m Yours
Some of you may have noticed that there's a piano sitting on Willcocks Commons. You know, the stretch of patio furniture and green between Lash Miller and Sid Smith. My desk buddy Jennifer and I decided to investigate last week,…