My final post could not have come at a more opportune time. In the torrent of change and conflict and joy that has come in the last few months, I feel as if I have at last been reborn. It feels…
These are the things we’ll miss the most after graduation
Yesterday I received an email from the Office of Convocation. It’s almost time. So, with the threat and/or promise of graduation becoming a clearer and more prominent figure on the horizon, I’ve compiled a list of essential U of T…
What I learned about leadership over my lunch with the Dean
On Monday, myself and a dozen or so other graduating students from the Faculty of Arts and Science were invited to have lunch with Dean Meric Gertler at the Faculty Club as part of an award for student leadership on…
An Atheist Love Letter to the Multi-Faith Centre
Sometimes, when the lull of a conversation seems to set in, I like to ask tricky questions: “Is God dead?” is one of my favourites. Part of this is me being sneaky and believing that the only way to break…
Revenge of the nerds at McGill Science Olympiad
I keep telling people at university that I was cool in highschool but that’s mostly a lie. The single counterexample for this is that I was a mathlete. That was as much a geekiness trump card then as my love…
We’ll end up where we belong
Sometimes I’m hesitant to write on lifeatuoft about where my personal life intersects my student life. It becomes easy, after a while, to sort of assume that my free-pizza-loving, in-the-library-napping, bibliophile, super-involved, kinda nerdy but obviously quite invincible student self is all…
Undergraduate research, demystified
So, the other night at Snakes & Lattes (we all need a break to eat cookies and play board games and be nerds every once in awhile, right?), a friend and I were talking about his hopes to gain summer…
Hot Yam! Vegan on campus
So, lately I’ve been thinking a lot about food. Part of this must be midterm season, against which my first defense is a semiannual shipment of Swedish chocolate bars to remind me of my delicious Stockholm life left behind. More…
Let’s make something amazing! #joyatuoft
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…
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…