November 30. McGill law school application deadline. My GPA sucks, and I haven’t quite yet saved the world. However, I, like many other budding law students, have come to excel at the language of self-elevation. Law schools say they want …
November, 2007. 1:30 am. Alone. Chest pains. Shortness of breath. A feeling of overwhelming fear. Tears streamed down sullen cheeks. With what strength and composure I could muster, I reached for my phone and dialed 911 and asked for an
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I ran as quickly as I could. I wasn’t in a rush, but everyone behind me seemed to be and I hate being “that goddamn slow walker” everyone dreams of curbstomping. Within a few minutes of exiting my connecting train, …
Aside from breaking every fiber of idealism and hope within my 5’2’’ body, McGill has constantly forced me to ask, “Where the shit are you going with your life, Sana?” Like many other fellow students deprived of self-esteem, I initially …
I would like to introduce to you That Islamic Studies Guy – a PhD student at the Institute of Islamic Studies. I’ve been seeing him around for the past year, primarily in, you guessed it, the Islamic Studies library. Despite …
Visibility has come to take hostage of our understanding of sexuality. I would blame the 1960s Sexual Revolution, but I lack the academic credentials to do so. However, this idea of visibility as the sole expression of sexuality can easily …