I’d met the RA’s, I’d met some of the people on my floor — everyone seemed nice and enthusiastic. They were going to be my safety net. But if they were as nervous as I was, they didn’t show it.
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A few hours later, I was decked out in a toga in the middle of a dance floor, surrounded by drunken frat bros and teenagers making out. For my sheltered 17-year-old self, it was quite the escalation.
This is a gruelling moment in our lives, he thinks as he sidles up beside her.
When nothing else seems to help make us productive, finding the right music can really get us in the study zone.
The Ubyssey took a look at the funding available to graduate students, and how these students afford their degrees.
This is the commuter effect. The longer the ride to UBC is, the less time you have for studying, socializing, and participating in campus life — and it’s only getting harder.
Let’s face it, everyone has to leave the house in something, provided they want to keep a roof over their head and all of their toes. There’s no way around it, you have to at least wear shoes and pants — maybe a t-shirt for picture day.
Living in a community as diverse in opinions and experiences as UBC’s, striking a balance has led to heated debates.
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