Anxious, insecure and afraid. That was me for the entirety of my first year. I was afraid I wasn’t smart enough, witty enough or even mature enough. I just never felt enough. I was all that and more—I just didn’t…
My name is Vahini and I’m one of your new student life bloggers. I couldn’t be more excited about blogging my experiences, thoughts and idea for the next year. I’m currently a double major in History and Diaspora and Transnationalism…
Two days ago, I found myself hiding in a washroom on campus, nervous and shaky. I reviewed my notes on my tablet, mouthing what I was going to say wordlessly, frantically. I was counting down time. 8 minutes. Oh look!…
Hey, I'm Abdullah! Starting today, I'll be blogging for Life @ U of T. I'm a Cell and Molecular Bio student minoring in Psychology and American Studies. I'm also from UC. I like long walks down University Ave. to Union…
I’m Sarah AKA @Sarah_UofT and I am the Team Captain of your Student Life Community Crew! Get ready to embark upon a beautiful adventure with me, full of some serious soul-searching. I’m majoring in Political Science and Ethics,…
It's July. You know what that means? It's Registration Time. Registration Time is arguably the most stressful time of the year for U of T students, after Exam Week(s). We spend weeks or days (or hours, for the adrenaline junkies)…
Welcome to Life @ U of T! Unlike the set of Backstreet's Back, we do not have werewolves, vampires, mummies and a dance worthy of a flashmob. We do, however, have the awesome Community Crew and lots of great blog…
Something's afoot on lifeatuoft. lifeatuoft will soon be lifeatuoft no longer. Our beloved lifeatuoft blog is getting a makeover. Am I trying to say lifeatuoft as many times as I can before I can't call the blog lifeatuoft anymore? Yes.…
One of the best things about having family come from out of town is that you have an extra excuse to go out. My mom and brother are in Toronto for the week. When my mom went off for day trip,…
I knocked the door at the top of the staircase tentatively. The 75+ steps leading up to the Soldiers' Tower Carillon left me breathless, and after travelling up those narrow steps (stay away if you are acrophobic and claustrophobic), I wasn't sure what to expect.
He's looking for his gargoyle minions
"Come in!" A deep booming voice reverberated through the door. For a moment, I imagined that I was about to step into something out of The Hunchback of Notre Dame. I imagined seeing the giant bells looming above my head, and having to step haphazardly between cables and wires that keep the clock running. Oh, and a dark, sombre organ-like instrument taking up a wall. No Quasimodo, of course. I'm a pretty realistic person. So I braced myself, put on my best smile (all the while trying to catch my breath) and walked in...
