Aries March 21–April 19 I think you should punch your midterm. Not in class, because that would be embarrassing. But metaphorically, you should punch it for all the stress it’s caused you. Giving the exam a good ol’ two-bit punch…
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A stunning new report brings a quack of a time to the student body at SFU. Hundreds of geese were seen flapping onto the tall Burnaby campus, an unusual sight for the student population. It’s also election time, and everyone…
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My precious literate raccoons, Did you miss my smooth voice narrating the most succulent meals found on the campus floors? I did, too. I had to take a sabbatical from my important work reviewing foods for raccoons all over. If…
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The following work has been lovingly archived under, “Genius Art Before Their Time,” a pre-humous (we find post-humous too trendy) archive dedicated to appreciating divine poetry as we see it. Written by MasterChef title-holder Bobby Sleigh, this reindeer artist is…
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You might know the Greek myth of Orpheus: the talented musician who journeys to rescue his wife, Eurydice, from the underworld. Hades promises Orpheus he can have Eurydice only if he walks out of the underworld without looking back. Famously,…
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Burnaby, BC — to many, this foggy evening at SFU would be a regular night. But to the SFU bargaining team, who told us in secret that SFU actually stood for, “Sufficient, Fair, Understanding,” prior to a certain bargaining meeting,…
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By: Totally-Not-the-Editor-in-Chief On a bright Sunday afternoon, The Peak received this very strongly worded letter. In the words of George Orwell, or whatever: “Don’t be a hater.” We are sharing this letter as an example of what not to do,…
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Dear Peakie, I’m on a brave and arduous quest to find the outfit and accessory that will best convey to my classmates that I am not to be tussled with. I have the best discussion answers, and it’s about time…
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Dear SFU, Why have you Mc-Forsaken me? I’ve been nothing but loyal to you . . . and in return, students no longer know who I am: my brawny arms and swaggy, athletic body, left to wade in the darkness…
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