Postscript

My encounter with the Kingston Pen’s notorious deceased employee

I’ve always had an interest in the supernatural. I used to hope that one day I’d see a ghost, or that some unexplainable thing would happen to me. Luckily, I got my chance when I worked as a tour guide for Canada’s most notorious prison: the Kingston Penitentiary.Continue...

Learning about my grandfather’s heroic life taught me the power of storytelling

I will never meet my grandfather. His death in 1978 makes that impossible. But I would be grossly mistaken—and I was—to think that means I’d never have a relationship with him.Continue...

How joining Queen’s Bands changed my university experience for the better

During my first year at Queen’s, I was relatively uninvolved.Continue...

What I learned from all the bad advice I’ve received during university

I arrived at Queen’s with many things: clothes, my great-aunt’s old mini fridge, a box of books, and a lot of bad preconceptions about university. By the time I carried that same box of books back down the residence stairs to my mom’s car, I’d accumulated a few more misguided ideas.Continue...

Navigating my long-distance relationship with my brother

When students returned to Queen’s for the new school year, everyone fell back into familiar Kingston routines.Continue...

Discovering what life is like away from my immigrant family at Queen's

The first night I spent at Queen’s in my residence room was hellish. I wasn’t feeling the tricolour spirit, and I missed home desperately. I wanted to go back to Scarborough.Continue...

How learning about my PTSD at Queen's helped me overcome it

A long time ago someone hurt me, and I turned off.Continue...

Graduating students share their most Queen’s moments

Seeing everyone you know in the ARC, passing a horde of purple engineers on your walk to class or using the Romanian flag emoji as a tricolour stand-in, can only be described as “so Queen’s.”Continue...

Overcoming adversity to become a leader

I spent the 14-hour drive from my home in Bedford, Nova Scotia, to my first day at Queen’s shaking.Continue...

Not drinking at one of Canada’s top party schools

On Homecoming of my first year I got drunk for the first and last time.Continue...

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