Someday, the messy moments from student housing will become our cherished anecdotes.
I’m writing my final News Flash from a spot I’ve spent an embarrassing amount of time during my undergrad: the corner couch at CoGro, iced matcha in one hand, breakfast bagel in the other.
St. Patrick’s day is a time of green-tinted madness where much can get lost in translation—and I don’t just mean bad Irish accents, or slurred drunken words.
The life of The Journal’s Arts & Culture Editor is unlike any other on the masthead.
While American Eagle and Urban Outfitters are go-to fashion brands for many students, it’s time to wish them farewell.
A pint of Guinness isn’t the most exciting thing this St. Patrick’s day.
This modern take on Macbeth proves its themes remain politically poignant.
The brothers in Good Co., went from Ben teaching Cody to play guitar, to releasing a country-rock album together.
This isn’t any ordinary class project—these students are working to honour and highlight Indigenous voices in literature, past, present and future.
I’ve never been good at sitting still.
I’ve been writing From Liz, With Love for four years. I started when I was 20, and now, at almost 24, life has dealt me an extraordinary hand.
If love is blind, then politics are proving to be the ultimate deal breaker.
St. Patrick’s Day is just around the corner, and group chats are abuzz with discussions about where the weekend will take them.
You know what they say, friends who become lost together, stay together.
Vogue Charity Fashion Show (VCFS) transformed the Kingston Grand Theatre into a beacon of light.
Universal Language masterfully balances surreal comedy and moving drama to tell a story of belonging.
Among all the DAN School Majors I’ve seen over the past four years of my degree, Love and Information shines brighter than the rest.
Blue Rodeo are a pillar of the Canadian music canon, together for over 40 years, and still playing.
The song that changed Jay Malinowski’s life came to him on a late Kingston night, walking down Brock St. over 20 years ago.
In his first nonfiction novel, Omar El Akkad uses his voice in the loudest fashion he can—through his unflinching prose.