Comrades, My mind has been occupied lately. Mid-terms, assignments, this blog and world events that seem extremely loud and incredibly close (I'm reading Jonathan Safran Foer for my Cook the Books class at the moment) are mentally taking its toll…
“I From Foreign!”
In the dialect of my home country, this phrase — in more ways than one — says that I’m not from around here. These would have been the words spoken from my mouth four years ago as I arrived in…
Has excess turkey given you a gobble?!
Hey there...Welcome back! Fingers feeling a little heavy? That turkey/tofurkey/turducken weighing you down?! Perhaps it’s the thought of impending midterms and papers that October brings... Whatever it is, (like me) you might be feeling more sluggish and tired than you…
Read this post! There won’t even be a test at the end.
Yesterday, I did something terrifying. Or, more accurately, something that should have been terrifying but was instead an overwhelmingly positive experience. I attended a math talk hosted by the Fields Institute. I am not a Math major. Now, before you…
You say tomayto, I say tomahto…
Yesterday, on my way to class, I overheard a really interesting conversation. This conversation, between three students, was quite heated, and was attempting to define the ideal firmness that a tomato should possess if one were to eat a tomato…
Inspiration
I’m a history student, a newspaper editor and a blogger. Needless to say, I do a lot of writing and although I absolutely love it, it’s often difficult to come up with unique ideas that are both relevant and interesting.…
Part 1: The Fruits of our Labour
It’s Saturday morning and ten students from ENG 434HF: Cook the Books: Modern Food Literature also known as "the English class where students cook" (and thereby learn useful life skills as some naysayers of the humanities may insinuate) are huddled…
Ubuddy is my Buddy!
School has just started and I'm already tangled up in a web of course announcements, emails from my professors and fellow classmates, newsletters from the university, events listings from associations I take part in, college newsletters etc. It is exhausting trying…
Hi, my name is Lori and I’m a glossophobic
glossophobia: an abnormal fear of speaking in public or of trying to speak. When I was eight years old, I had to write my very first speech. I wrote it about my dog "Buttons", a lovable mutt who thought he was…
To play or not to play? (Seriously though…who doesn’t like playing!?)
Oh hello there. Laura here! I’m super pumped to be part of the lifeatuoft team this year! Like our other bloggers, I’m eager to provide you with some quirky insight into my adventures as a student. More specifically, my adventures…