Alrighty Penny Pinchers! This post is for all of you who empty all the change from your wallet and start counting pennies, just barely scraping up enough change just to pay for cookie at Tim Hortons. Almost two years of…
Death By Poetry
It's Sunday night and I'm surrounded by coke cans, empty plates, chocolate bar wrappers and bottles of Real Canadian Natural Spring Water. My neck is bent up at my screen in an unhealthy angle and I have a mighty headache…
UTGDDC: OMGUFTRXZORZ (sometimes)
Me: "OMGZ I HAZ TO JOIN DIS CULB" - Mark, previous exec: "Uhh, okay, sure. Just sign up here." - Me: "K SWEET CUZ I HAZ TO JOINZ I EXCIT3D" - This is what occurred at the Club Fair during…
The Quarter-Life Crisis of a First Generation Immigrant Part II: Tough Love Re-rooted
In science, there are two fundamental key concepts that paradoxically co-exist in nature: “Like attracts like” “Opposites attract” Even if you are not a science type of person, it doesn’t take much to realize that both make perfect sense but…
When rent is not an opera, but a tragic comedy
We are moving. Again. This is the second time in one year. Our problems started three weeks before my boyfriend and I moved in to our current apartment. Our landlords, a husband and wife couple, had promised us that by…
Such a Drama Queen!
If you are anything like me, the impending February is giving you panic attacks. The sight of all the tests, assignments, exams (ARG, who gives exams in FEB?!) is making you cringe with fear... Sometimes, you just need a break…
You can talk in class if you give me $30.00
Our learned professor was trying to hold forth about 1.) Parody of novelistic conventions 2.) Demonstration on the limits of language and 3.) The medieval tradition of ‘learned wit’ The two girls beside me were discussing 1.) some…
You Pay for the Chance to Take a Test
A friend of mine was chastised by another in conversation, as he had admitted to skipping class now and again. "You pay for your classes, you know." His wise response: "You pay for the chance to take a test." Do…
Une petite fromagerie
When I moved to Toronto about five years ago, one of the first things I noticed about the city was its self-contained neighbourhoods. In Ottawa, where I grew up, there is a central downtown complete with food markets and boutiques;…
The Quarter-Life Crisis of a First Generation Immigrant Part I: Between Forks and Chopsticks
When I was in my senior year of high school, I remember applying to one of the more prestigious admission scholarships offered by U of T. Amongst the many, many written responses I had to submit, I remember one that…