Believe me when I say this, BSD in Rez is like Christmas. You spend the night before pacing back and forth, anxious for the coming morning. You’ve already bought loads of alcohol, with a few extras just in case, and all you can think of is how exciting it’s going to be to wake up… Continue reading ‘Twas the night before BSD and all through Rez…
Tag: Tales From The Rez
All I ever needed to know, I learned in Rez
They say these are the best times of our lives, but what exactly is the best part about it? How many of you really know why you’re in university and what you intend to get from it all? Outside of what you learn in lectures–whether it’s the complexities of a molecular cell, Marxist ideologies, circuits… Continue reading All I ever needed to know, I learned in Rez
Geography confuses blissful Rez kids
I’m amazed how little Canadians know about their own country, let alone the rest of the world. And I’m starting to think that this "sheltered" Rez life is a little too close for comfort.What got me thinking about the bliss of ignorance is the current point system. It’s a system whereby students currently in Rez… Continue reading Geography confuses blissful Rez kids
I just wanna pay my bills
This is not an attack on the abilities or standards of Residence Services. In general, Residence Services takes care of much more than the minor inquiries about outstanding phone bills, unnotified mail packages, delayed work orders/requests or why we pay a dollar to do our laundry. For the amount of people who live in Residence,… Continue reading I just wanna pay my bills
Mom and Dad look better from a distance
Aren’t you glad to be back? Don’t get me wrong, my parents are great and I’m sure, like most of you, it’s a comforting thought to have not become a biological failure. But no matter how nostalgic you get, it’s good to be back in Rez.A lot of you can relate when I say, no… Continue reading Mom and Dad look better from a distance
More respect in rez, please
Alright, boys and girls. Back to the good life in rez. No, this isn’t about how we’re getting ripped off at the DC, or an insightful piece about another great rez cab where we all had a little too much fun getting drunk and had no recollections of the night. Instead, on a more serious… Continue reading More respect in rez, please
If the floor’s a-rockin’, don’t come knockin’
Tired of sex in the city? Well, sex in rez is kind of like a bad rerun of Sex in the City. Anything basically goes, as long as all sexual activities remain behind closed doors–that is, according to the "Community Agreement." No sex in the showers, bathtubs, laundry facilities, fire escapes, hallways, lounges and (sorry… Continue reading If the floor’s a-rockin’, don’t come knockin’
If you think your family’s dysfunctional, try rez
For most U of C students who have only gone as far into rez as the DC (dining centre), rez life still remains a "concept." Here’s a sneak preview of what goes on after the last lesson of the day.Living in rez, especially in Kananaskis and Rundle Halls, or "Trad," is like living in a… Continue reading If you think your family’s dysfunctional, try rez
Clubbers crash party scene
I’m tired of all these teeny-boppertop-40 G.I. Joes and Barbie dolls invading the party (rave) scene. The reason why the party scene started was for true partiers (ravers) to get away from the exact people who give raves and ravers a bad reputation.First they banned raves, and the mere mention of the word conjured up… Continue reading Clubbers crash party scene