Simple, but useful: if you’re ever lost on U of T’s St. George Campus, look up and find the CN Tower. It will ALWAYS be south of you!
It can be a struggle to entice yourself to spend an entire day on campus. Sure, you may study better, or you may be obligated to stay considering your course load, but it can be gruelling to sit for an entire day in libraries or campus common spaces that are obnoxiously packed, with the lure of tantalizing fast food aromas all around. Continue reading 5 Quick (and Healthy!) Lunches for a Long Day on Campus
It’s that time of year again! It’s easy to get distracted by social media or Netflix during this time, but as this chart goes to show, you are often better off living your life simply. Read a book, catch up with some friends…and for God’s sakes, remember to shower and do your dishes!
Happy Studying U of T!
Ever have trouble keeping up with the demand that is U of T? Though a difficult feat, many students manage to balance higher education with other goals, supplementing textbook knowledge with crucial real-world experience.
These days, it’s uncommon for employers to value only the critical thinking skills that are obtained with the typical bachelor’s degree: undergrads are finding themselves almost unemployable directly after graduation, depending of course on their extra-curriculars and part-time work experience.
Even with a degree in a specialized field (commerce, the sciences) usually requires another educational investment such as a Master’s or certificate program. With years and years of education, it’s easy to see why students lose sight of other opportunities with tunnel vision for the diploma(s).
Something employers value is initiative, and the ability to develop unique and personal side projects outside of the classroom. Zachariah Fernandes–aka Alize.S–is one of those students managing to pair his career dreams with a degree at U of T, and has managed to land impressive gigs as a young and starry-eyed second year student. We caught up with him to talk about how he keeps everything in balance.
ALIZE.S: I’m currently working towards a double major in English and Book & Media Studies. I don’t believe my education takes me away from doing music. There is a time and place for each, and it is possible to keep a balance between the two. I’ve gained a lot of time management skills that I didn’t possess before because I knew I had to prioritize. Sometimes I want to spend more time on my music, but the time I spend away from it makes me anticipate it more. When I get back in front of the mic, its the best feeling in the world and its always worth the wait.
ALIZE.S: English, literature, and current media have always been topics I enjoy. I always planned to do English, but I stumbled upon Book & Media Studies and fell in love. I’ve been taking really interesting courses and have met some great profs as well as students. A degree would mean the world to me. A lot of people tried to count me out, but I’m still here pushing towards something few get to experience. I’m proof you can have a dream and an education at the same time.
I like to think of my time at U of T (2.5 years and counting) as a series of experiences, good and bad.
Good: learning a lot, being introduced to awesome new things.
Bad: cramming for exams, bureaucratic nonsense.
Good: finding a great job through the Career Centre.
Bad: spending $60 on a textbook I never used.
Good: sitting in the studio audience of a Christian talk show on CBC and meeting guest Margaret Atwood.
The background to that story is absurdly simple: My phone pinged one afternoon with an e-mail from Context with Lorna Dueck, inviting me and my club (that’s blogUT with a U-T) to sit in the audience for a taping of their show. As the e-mail went on to explain, Context is a Christian talk show that welcomes guests and audience members of diverse faiths and perspectives. I guess ours was the student perspective? The e-mail mentioned free refreshments, gifts for studio audience members, and, oh yeah, that the guest would be CanLit giant (and subject of many an essay o’ mine) Margaret Atwood. I RSVPd in a heartbeat.
In the week-and-a-half before the taping, I couldn’t stop thinking of it. Would I get a chance to talk to Atwood? Would people see me on TV? Would I get to say something from the audience? Would Atwood sign a book? Do I own a book by her? I only had anthologies including her work, so I picked up a hard-cover copy of The Blind Assassin from a used book store, which happened to be a first edition. I read the whole thing in a weekend.
On the evening of, I met my friend outside of the CBC building on Front. We lined up with the other guests and were told that we’d get a chance for Atwood to sign our books. As I stood in line, I worried about what I’d say. Would I mention that I was studying writing at UofT? Would I bring up a certain story of hers that I’d loved? Here is the whole conversation, as it transpired:
TRAIN: (Giving her my copy of The Blind Assassin) “Um, it’s Louis. With an S.”
ATWOOD: “The French way.”
TRAIN: “Yeah. But I’m not French.”
And that was it. You should understand that I do tend to freeze up around cool people. As a result of working with blogUT alone I’ve had the chance to botch engagements with Tony Award-winner William Finn and Man of Steel director Zack Snyder. (If you were with us, you could meet cool people too, and probably with more success…)
After the signing, we got seated in the audience. It is smaller than it looks on TV. Someone from the show came out to get us excited. He did so by talking about his own experiences reading Atwood, about that essay he had to write about The Stone Angel. “She didn’t write that,” I whispered to my friend, just before a fellow in the third row shouted, “She didn’t write that!”
Then a woman from the show came out to teach us how to be an audience. She showed us the APPLAUSE sign above the stage, incorrectly referring to it as an “applause-o-meter,” as if we were telling it how to react, and not the other way round. She had us record some stock applause, in varying levels of intensity. The whole thing was strangely enjoyable, and in retrospect it’s a little scary how much fun I had clapping exactly as much as I was told. But it worked; they got the footage and we got in the mood to applaud like lunatics for whatever stepped on stage.
Then the show began. Lorna entered, elegant and serious, and introduced the guest a few times. Atwood entered and was warmly welcomed by the host a few times. And then the interview began. I had watched a few snippets of the show in preparation, but I was surprised at how thoughtful the discussion was. Although the perspective was Christian, the topic, environmentalism, was handled with a degree of rationality and care such that it was meaningful to everyone in the audience. After the interview, and some technical difficulties, they filmed another Atwood environmentalism segment, and then another entire episode. From the time we arrived to the time we left, the whole thing took over four hours.
As we left, we were offered some parting gifts: small flashlights, coupons for a restaurant I’d never heard of, and copies of seemingly self-published Christian books. My friend and I turned down the books. Back out on Front, we stepped into a Starbucks. The barista asked where we were coming from.
“We were actually just in the studio audience of a Christian talk show,” I said. “But you probably get that all the time.”
The Wedding Singer is a musical adapatation of the 1998 movie of the same name. Because most of you have seen it, and are familiar with the plot (even if you’re not, it’s a predictable rom-com) I’ve decided to skip to the good stuff. This is a review of Hart House’s ongoing production of The Wedding Singer, set to the music of the main theme/opening number of the show. Enjoy!
I saw this play 3 hours ago
I’m still humming some of the songs
‘Decided to write a review
Of what went right and what went wrong.
Now indulge me a moment, if you please;
I have a lot to say about this show,
and the actors I thought were good
Here it goes:
Isaac has that “X-Factor” –
an accessible actor.
But his pitch control could
Ashley Gibson wasn’t bad,
and her singing really had
a lovely quality
that makes us all love her.
Cortina was a great, strong crooner
even when her mic went berserk.
But she couldn’t bring the humour
to her lines – they needed some work.
Horsman was a delightful dancer,
and her songs really brought
us to the moment.
Cattel was a rapping grandma –
what can I comment?
The ensemble was quite strong,
even in the weaker songs,
and their dancing was all
This show is just lots of fun
(‘cept for those who’ve seen it once).
I would recommend
you see it sometime soon.
Note 1: Yes, it’s not perfect. Considering the constraints – a review deadline and an imposed rhyme scheme and working in people’s names and accurate descriptions of their performances – it’s really not that bad. Seriously, if you’re looking for someone to write the opening for the next Tonys…
Note 2: Apologies to Mr Bell, who is treated with undue familiarity for the purpose of meter.
Note 3: There is some precedent for the moment/comment rhyme, imperfect though it may be. See Shakespeare’s Sonnet XV. I take full responsibility for the mangled syntax.
So, I just finished watching The OC and, I must say, I was skeptical about the show near the beginning. I even got bored at certain points but, now that I’ve finished it, I realize how much I truly loved the show. For those who haven’t watched, it’s about a 14-year-old kid named Ryan, whose mother is an alcoholic and whose Dad and brother are in jail.
The show begins with public defence lawyer Sandy Cohen bailing Ryan out of jail (Ryan’s brother forced him to help steal a car) and, after seeing how hopeless Ryan’s situation is, he decides to bring him home. Sandy lives in Newport Beach, where everyone is extremely rich: they all have huge mansions and all the teenagers have their own cars. Soon, Ryan becomes part of the Cohen family and bonds with Sandy’s son, Seth, who is a social outcast until Ryan comes into his life. From there on, Ryan meets Marissa, who is a popular and attractive girl. Things get especially complicated as Marissa’s boyfriend starts getting into fights with Ryan. By the end of the show, you see how much everyone’s lives (including Ryan’s) have been impacted because of Ryan’s arrival to Newport.
This show does a believable job of presenting the class issues involved in having a “poor kid” move in with a “rich family”. Others have pointed out that it avoided the initial cliché by having Ryan and Seth become friends, but later episodes have shown that, in spite of their friendship and common interests (like comic books), there are still deeper issues of class and sexuality that show how different their worlds really are.
Finally, I was surprised to see that the writers were actually able to make me care about the problems of the rich characters! (The adults, anyway.) For too many nighttime soap operas, portraying the “problems of the rich” are just a way to get us “unwashed” types to sneer at the problems that money brings (“I wish I had those problems!”). In The OC, the writers actually explore questions of money, class, and love in the various adult couples in a way that brings Jane Austen to mind; we can relate to the struggles the characters are going through even if their day-to-day lives are completely foreign from our own.
If you haven’t watched this show or still feel skeptical, I suggest you watch the first 5-6 episodes. I’m sure you’ll be hooked.