Editorial: September doesn’t have to suck
September, September, September: the end of summer and the beginning of classes. Not exactly a sparkling reputation. It’s easy to…
September, September, September: the end of summer and the beginning of classes. Not exactly a sparkling reputation. It’s easy to…
Dear River, I’ve got a bit of a problem. I really like this girl. We’ve been close friends for a…
Students are back! But so is Covid-19. Technically, neither truly left—and to be entirely frank, the virus never really left…
I’ve long held the belief that logos are overrated. Taken out of context, a lot of logos are just average…
As syllabus week ends and the pace of the semester picks up, the school year ahead can feel overwhelming at…
When we’re little, we’re given a list of professions that are considered to be worthy of pursuing. We’re told to…
First-year courses can seem very daunting. The endless lectures, assignments, and exams are no easy task. But fear not, for…
Over this past summer, as each of us imagined the many ways we could reinvent The Medium with our own…
Nobody wants advice on depression from someone who’s never been depressed. Nobody wants to be talked through a panic attack…
Hi! Hello! Hey! Oh man, oh gosh, I am so excited to meet you! My name is Max, and this…
Calling all scoundrels and scallywags, delinquents and degenerates—welcome to The Knotty Corner! My name is River Knott (see what I…
The booming frosh week speakers in front of the Student Centre signal a new batch of freshly baked freshmen, packed…
Note to self: The first day doesn’t matter that muchHannah Grace Wang The first of anything is always exciting, especially…
Fifty shades of white and greenLily Yu My first-year residence was at the Chelsea Hotel in downtown Toronto. There were…
Anticlimactic. That’s the word that describes my first year at university. In September 2022, I was barely sober from the…