Humans of UTM

First Year, Political Science 

“This is technically my first year. I am actually originally from Ottawa, I only stayed there for a semester.”

“How do you like UTM?“

“I like it, the campus is very beautiful, and I feel more [at] home than I was in Ottawa, because in Ottawa, I was surrounded by tall buildings but here … it’s more like a park area so it feels a lot more friendly.”



Humans of UTM

Fifth Year, Art & Art History, and a double minor in Psychology and English 

“Up to now, what has been one of the happiest moments of your life?”

“One of the happiest moments of my life was a few weeks ago, when my dad told me that he supported my boyfriend, Paul, and I being together. I’m a Chinese-Canadian … and Paul is black … when our intentions to date seriously were made aware to my parents, a huge ‘kerfuffle’ ensued shortly after. It’s been a long two years, but Paul’s commitment to sticking this through, and his relentless care for me has been my greatest encouragement to do the same for him and to fight for what we have together. Several weeks ago my family (and huge extended family) invited Paul over for dinner to celebrate the Mid-Autumn festival. On the way there, my dad told me that he ‘supports Paul [and I] 100%.’ I thought I would faint, I was so happy and relieved.”


Humans of UTM

Fourth Year and Third Year, Life Sciences

“What do you like about her? “

“She is so cute! She has always been here for me from my highs to my lows. She helps me with everything. She always thinks differently from me. She sees what I can’t see. For example, when we watch a movie she would see a character in a completely different way than I do. I call her an alien sometimes. “

“Any funny moment you had together?”

“Right now! We usually dress similarly and we try to convince people we are twins.“



First Month: An Observation


It’s a little weird, but when I was a kid, September meant something different to me. September meant everything that I loved—my freedom, my lack of math homework, and my hours of Anastasia marathons—were suddenly coming to a grinding end. September meant homework. September meant bedtime at a reasonable hour, and September meant a juggernaut of newness. September, now that I think of it, was the first time I realized I hated change.

What’s strange, though, is that university is somehow different. Now I don’t know if that was just because I was working and doing summer school, but when September came around, I couldn’t wait to get back to school. I actually liked school, and I, especially now (as this is one of my last “first  months”), like the first month of school.

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