It’s the end of January, which for humanities students means only one thing, essay season is approaching. In light of upcoming deadlines, one of my International Relations professors invited a librarian from Graham Library, to give a talk on conducting…
When I was a kid, my parents used to have the hardest time trying to put me to bed. I was a night owl. I had an arsenal of tactics that I would use against my war with bed time. I was definitely no stranger to the ‘five more minutes’ argument, nor was I shy about feigning ignorance and claiming ‘I didn’t hear you’ while putting on my best pout. I think my favourite strategy was hiding from my parents as soon as I knew bed time was coming. It was like getting to play a game of high stakes hide and seek with opponents who had a deep hatred for the game, oh the adrenaline. It was such a bonus: I got to force my parents into a game of hide and seek AND stay up later than my bed time, especially if I found a really good place to hide. My antics definitely did not go unnoticed by my siblings. I was the poster child for bad bed time influence. Looking back, it surprises me how many sleepovers I was able to secure in my childhood.
Me not getting sleep. #nofilter #blessed
Franz Liszt, Justin Bieber. Gordon Ramsay, you.
What do these pairs have in common? Well, Liszt and Bieber are popular musicians and idols among their audience, though during different time periods. And Gordon Ramsay and you are—or can be—revered chefs of mille-feuilles, though of different types of mille-feuilles.
While Gordon Ramsay may have nailed his raspberry mille-feuille, you can nail that literary mille-feuille, a.k.a. That Essay You Should Have Started Already. Here are some tips that will hopefully prove helpful in creating your literary mille-feuille, which, though Gordon Ramsay may not appreciate, your profs will.
And here you’ll notice a very unusual kind of mille-feuille. The kind that’s 100% chocolate, disguised as 100% mille-feuille, yet still 1000% delicious.
October is a month of horrors in more ways than one. Yes, we have the typical ghost stories circulating around, where we masochistically devour them and subsequently jump at every single porcelain doll in sight, but we also have .…
So it’s the first of October, which means your first essay/test/some other form of evaluation is near. Before you freak-out because you just realized a month of school has already passed, never fear: I will tell you a little story…
A couple of weeks ago, amidst my blurry week of examhaustion and essay-frenzy, I had hit the caffeine ceiling with my intake, and the results were far from pretty. After accepting the fact that it had become an issue, it…
While I’ve always enjoyed coffee, lately it’s become an unfortunate life-force, as I’ve quickly discovered I am not the 0.1% of the sturobotdent population that doesn’t need to sleep. This shouldn’t be surprising considering the only all nighter I’ve pulled…
I met someone online a few months ago. They are smart, resourceful, and they always want to talk to me. I have become quite attached to them as of late and I feel like we've developed a deep and meaningful…
Sometimes after your first year, it feels like the universe stops offering you free workshops, free pens and free advice. I beg to differ. I mean it’s not like the Career Centre disappears into the abyss as you approach your…
Exams. Sleep. These two words really don't go together in a sentence during exam time. I had four exams in three days last week, and the week before, a paper due in every class. I'm still working my three part-times,…
