Student Life

Our parents are normally the ones to notice many of our firsts in life. However, our first panic attack, depressive episode, or sign of mental illness is often neglected.Most of our parents didn’t grow up with the same knowledge and understanding of mental illness the current generation has. My parents clearly didn’t, as evidenced when they referred to my anxiety as “getting excited,” or being “agitated.” 

People across the world are growing out their mustaches in of No Shave November and the Movember foundation, which helps to raise awareness for men’s health issues. In the Queen’s community, mustaches during this period are common. We see some good ones—but we also see some that don’t reach their full potential before they’re shaved off in December.If you’re looking to improve your moustache game, here are some tips.*** 

Organizations on campus have taken the initiative to promote more environmentally sustainable habits in recent years.

Students being open about marks might seem like a recipe for disappointment and self-deprecation, but open dialogue can serve to help gauge your progress, alleviate doubt, and create a sense of solidarity.

On Oct. 10, the Movember Foundation released a campaign called “Man of More Words” along with a short video stressing the importance of vocal mental health . 

How often do you look at the moon? In my home country of Japan, this question would qualify as standard small talk—just like asking about the weather.

Whether you’re looking to spend your Halloweekend getting your pants scared off or taking it easy, there’s something for everyone in Kingston. 

Over the summer, I was drinking my morning coffee at a friend’s cottage when their father mentioned the current state of the Ontario Secondary School Core French Curriculum—the French-as-a-second language program designed for native English speakers in secondary schools.

While some Queen’s students frequent the Hub as a fun way to spend their weekends, others use Kingston’s bar scene to secure a part-time job.

The idea that everyone with an electronic device is under surveillance has circled mainstream society since George Orwell’s 1984. 

Last year, a friend reminded me that undergrad would likely be the only time in our lives when we get four-month summers. Having always wanted to travel, I decided it was time to take a leap and put my savings into action.

When I graduated from Queen’s this past June—my best friend by my side and in identical convocation robes, my mom wiping her tears as I strutted down the stage—I thinking this Hallmark moment couldn’t last forever.  

For most people, getting the chance to meet a famous person sounds like a dream—but, under the wrong circumstances, that dream can easily turn into an awkward nightmare.

Earlier this month, with five minutes to spare before my first philosophy lecture of the year, I was sprinting down University Avenue to make it to class on time.

On Sept. 1, following a tedious 24-hour journey from Narita Airport in my native Japan, I finally arrived at Queen’s to begin my semester as an exchange student.

Last summer, I embarked on a five-week educational trip to Baie-Saint-Paul, Québec—a town an hour north from the province’s capital, Quebec City.