As someone who stomps around campus with RBF (resting bitch face), I know there’s more to me than just a less-than-happy looking face. So, I wanted to investigate who else feels misrepresented, betrayed by their appearance, or simply doesn’t care?
There are two types of people in the world: people who have cried on public transit and liars. We all do it. You put on a song by the Fray, or the Script, and you stare out the window like you are in a mid-2000s music video.
*The Ubyssey wishes to remind everyone that snow with any sign of discolouration is unfit for human consumption.
If I were a physics student, I would calculate the force required to crush the beer can; if I were a chemistry student I would test the water for DNA evidence; but as an arts student, my skills lie in pure speculation and filling up word counts.
I’ve got some outstanding debts with people you don’t want to know, let alone owe, so there’s a bit of a time crunch for you guys to elect me.
I recoiled and — looking around me — carefully placed the container in the compost bin. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw one of UBC’s sustainability enforcers whisper something into his lapel.
“I thought it was a little weird that drivers were just chillin’ in hoodies instead of their uniforms,” said McCormick. “I figured it was just casual Friday — but, like, every day.”
It has been one hell of an election campaign period — so if you’re looking for a way to watch the results on campus today, here are a few.
In the English language debate, when Yves-François Blanchet said that his party will “stand up for Quebecers and only Quebecers,” a presumably non-zero amount of Vancouverites resonated with the leader’s statement.
Ever wondered who was behind our beloved Stadium? Who came up with those sweet, sweet semi-circle rafters and delicate concrete overhang? None other than Vladimir Plavsic, an award-winning Yugoslavian-born architectural student at UBC.
Whether you’re looking for study snacks, have a case of the munchies or are hungering for a seven-course meal, UBC has got you covered.
The volume of people, the dark aura and the never-ending brutality of it all can get to you. So I decided to see how long I could spend in Buchanans A through E until I felt like I couldn’t take it anymore.
As of this afternoon, you can log into your SSC and see how brutal or forgiving your schedule will be.
If you liked any of these ideas I hope you are full of thanks for me. I am full of thanks for me. Happy thanksgiving.
When the leaves are falling, you’ve got three assignments due and you need a helping hand, the cafe and restaurant locales on campus are here to get you through with these cozy fall eats.
It’s flu and cough season at UBC. People are blowing their noses and spewing their germs around you. If not, maybe you’re that person, being tortured by sickness during midterm season.
I yearned to learn through osmosis, but knew this would require technological innovation I may not live to see. This thought shook me to my core.
It flares up during the busy hours of classes representing our chaotic student life and lays in serene during the night. In layman's terms, it saves money when no one is there to watch.
Searching through the options available, I give up, exasperated. Why do we have the same parties all the time? Where are the fun parties?
After the fifth hour in the washroom, you can just relax and think. Is there a good reason for me to be here? Does my back normally hurt this much? Is this really even journalism? The answer to all of these questions is no, of course not.
No matter if it’s intended to be a hewn-cedar gathering place, a source of shade, or an abstract representation of a boat, there’s no public installation quite like a large, wooden structure.
We’ve taken it upon ourselves to do our solemn duty to this student body and investigate local purveyors of alcoholic drink to find which is most worthy of your patronage.