By: Hailey Findlay In my first year of university, I developed my first addiction: coffee. It wasn’t so much that I liked the taste. What I really latched onto was more the wide-eyed, jittery energy. If I scheduled my cups just right, I could avoid getting too sick from the seven cups a day that pushed me through a full day of class followed by a six-hour work shift (topped off with a study session ending at 4 a.m. of course) only to begin it all again the next morning with a fresh cup of joe. I chose this vicious cycle, and…
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By: Youeal Abera, Staff Writer I’ve always been a person who takes pride in my work ethic. Whether it was at school or at work, I’ve made sure to be diligent in the tasks set before me. For the most part,…
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By: Simran Randhawa We live in a society which puts extra pressure on women to look and act a certain way. I come from India, a society where there’s a little more tradition behind the societal pressure and where the…
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By: Melanie Hiepler Making friends takes effort — that’s one of the first life lessons I learned on exchange a few summers ago. I was in Prague, the capital city of the Czech Republic, for Charles University's Central and Eastern…
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By: Youeal Abera, Staff Writer I vividly remember navigating campus on the first day of my undergraduate career — running from class to class, frantic to find out which building I was expected to be in . . . Truth…
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By: Amal Javed Abdullah I received news only a few days ago that a friend, a graduate student full of life and ambition, just passed away. For me, as I enter the month of Ramadan, this story really serves as…
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By: Ali Najaf Four years ago, I packed my bags and travelled more than 10,000 kilometers from my home in Pakistan to study at Simon Fraser University. My experiences as an international student have been incredible. I’ve formed close relationships…
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By Jessie Morton It always comes up in conversation somehow, within the first few weeks of a new semester. “What did you do this weekend?”, “Do you live on campus?”, “Are you seeing anybody?” All of these are innocent, friendly…
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By: Winona Young, Staff Writer We were standing out on the street and began what I call “the awkward after-dinner shuffle.” We’ve all done the dance: lots of lingering, questions about commutes, checking the time, until you finally spit out…
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By: Grace Rose My hair changes about every 4–6 months. Sometimes it will be straight, sometimes in braids or twists, and other times hidden underneath a hat or a headwrap. She is a character of her own accord. Yet it…
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