Here’s a list of places to crash while you try to figure out the absolute mess that is housing. And if none of these appeal to you, maybe it’s time to get cracking on Craigslist.
Hopefully I’ve gotten my audience right over Love Nest’s year-long life, because I have some good news for you simps! UBC is hosting its very own version of The Bachelorette, and literally anyone can enter.
Since you’re reading this, I’m going to assume that you, at least to some degree, identify as a romantic. The problem for romantics like us is that we are often labelled cliché. Rightfully so, too — when you’re in love, everything feels like it’s out of a fairytale, every moment is a tableau and every word is poetry.
I mean, would you trust someone who doesn’t love man’s best friend? I didn’t think so.
It’s sweaty and full of bodily fluids. It’s dark, humid and has the scent of something that died a few days ago. It’s full of all kinds of hair and other unmentionables… it’s the Pit on a Wednesday evening.
For almost the entirety of my university career, the only constant in my love life — aside from proclaiming “I’m never downloading a dating app again!” and then doing exactly that — has been heartbreak.
I’ve recently found somebody who is willing to deal with my insanity all the time — voluntarily (I have a boyfriend)! So, now that I have field experience with showing him around campus, I knew I had to list some verified PDA-hotspots for you love birds to nest in too.
On the off-chance that you are a burnt-out human being whose middle name is procrastination, this is for you. Because honestly you know it’s about damn time to ask for an extension.
The Ubyssey is in its quiz era! Have you ever wondered “Hmmm, what residence would I be?” Well, us too. That’s why we’ve got you covered in this Buzzfeed-esque quiz.
In the latest Love Nest, Shanai Tanwar explores sex toys, self-intimacy and the (not-so) secret sex shop on campus.
Ever wondered what UBC celeb you'd be?
Until recently, UBC students have found themselves struggling to give a genuine fuck about this specific piece of news. They don’t know much about the bureaucratic systems that create and regulate the institution they find themselves in.
Like the simps reading this article, I have attempted to get through the emotional limbo of being friends with your ex. But, I needed to see what you thought, so I went out into the wild seeking answers.
The unspeakable has happened. In an ill-fated Facebook post earlier this week, UBC Confessions announced that it would officially be closing its doors and ending this chapter in the university’s history.
What if I told you that being ghosted/dumped/breadcrumbed/cheated on by a fuckboy could be explained by something greater than us? Wouldn’t it change the name of the game a little bit if at least some, if not all, fuckboy behaviours could be explained in some capacity?
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