Several month ago, in an interview, I was asked what kind of experience I had with planning events. I love this question, because I’ve planned events in spades. I told them about the events I planned as a residence assistant,…
I’ve grown up in a world where talking to strangers online was frowned upon. In the days of ICQ and MSN Messenger (remember those days?), how could you possibly know who the stranger on the other end really was? She…
Three weeks from today, Welcome Week will be over, and I’ll be sound asleep (guaranteed!). While this sounds lovely, what is also means is that in less than two weeks, Welcome Week begins. Anyone else feeling slightly terrified? In all…
I often live inside my head. I have a brain full of ideas, thoughts, and plans. For the past few weeks, my brain feels like it has been going non-stop; my new job has basically opened up a whole new…
Time is a fickle thing. One minute, you’ve got lots of it, the next minute, you’ve got none. One month will seem like it’s taking a year to go by, while the next month goes by in a flash. All…
I have just become the ultimate traitor, and I have never been so excited. Last September, I was hired to work in the Science Advising Centre at Saint Mary’s University. I was offered the job shortly after Dalhousie’s Orientation Week…
If April felt like it flew right by, then May seems to have lasted forever. It actually feels like it’s been the longest month ever. But it’s been a pretty awesome month, so I’m not going to complain even a…
Over the past few years, on university campuses all across the country, there’s been a lot of talk about “changing the culture” when it comes to student alcohol use. It’s well known that students are a high-risk drinking population, and…
April was an extremely unproductive month, in which I did basically nothing to make progress towards any of my goals. Upon reflecting on this, I’ve started wondering- why is it so hard to be the me that I want to…
March is the month that I became a writer. Some people might argue with that statement, and say I’ve been a writer for years. I have journals full of writing, notebooks full of poems, and Hilroy scribblers (remember those?) full…