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We did a comprehensive philosophical and statistical analysis to answer the age-old question of whether or not you should run for the bus.
NNN is upon us and for this auspicious occasion, your friends at The Ubyssey have a ranking of our favourite nuts of all time.
Even eating on campus brings up memories. When I can’t get a meal for under $10 on campus, I recall the days of $17 salads in my residence.
Stanley Park’s infamous Good Boys have traveled all the way out to the coast to meet us.
Here are some Ubyssey news headlines that were so good and so absurd that we wish we’d come up with them ourselves!
Never would I ever expect the rustling to be my bestie, my partner-in-crime, my sister from another mister!
To curb the impending winter blues, we’ve put together a list of resources and ideas. Whether you take ‘em to heart or not, please take care of yourself!
Do I love (hate) daylight savings? Yes, of course. Here’s why you should too.
I know you’re about to say something stupid, like “why do you keep doing this if your laptop keyboard is, at this point, one-half hardware and one-half sauce?”
I often find myself waking up to the delightful feeling of having lost hours of my day to naps I never intend to take.
I present to you each click in today’s long stream of clicks that carried me through mud and maple leaves into yet another rainy day rabbit hole.
The steel ring of red bells in harmony with the chorus of depressed university students bemoaning their 8 a.m. classes is to me what I imagine Mozart is to old people.
For a place that’s so big, it’s nice to have a home base on campus. Finding a place to settle down and get some work done can be intimidating.
From learning who you are to what you want to do with your life, the people you surround yourself with really make the time count for something – good or bad.