Each year, UBC compiles and releases a report on student admission, enrolment and retention rates. The Ubyssey, in accordance, annually breaks down that 60+ page document for our readers.
Before a game, some athletes choose to wear special socks, eat a certain food or listen to the same playlist. These convictions may seem a bit absurd, but what if they actually work?
The gas orbs are speaking to me again.
Three adult groups in BC have hearing health costs covered by the provincial health care system — people with disabilities, veterans (who are primarily covered federally) and workers who develop hearing loss due to work-related noise exposure, thanks to WorkSafe BC. The rest of the population? No coverage.
"If only we could all achieve the balance of going to a party or promising-sounding event every week,” writes Josh Peng in the debut article in his column, “(Dis)connection.”
Hand all the bookworms and budding scholars smartphones and bam: of course they’re on the nerdy social media, writes Colin Angell in the debut article in his column, "Hyperlinked."
On January 29, UBC’s Board of Governors (BoG) gathered to hear an update on the progress of UBC’s strategic plan refresh.
School was out but winter break never felt lonely because we had each other: two peas in a pod, built-in best friends.
A fire pit burns between two friends on the Great Dane patio. They both lean forward with their hands cupped above the flames, hot drinks just a short reach away.
Ahead of UBC's Winter Classic, we broke down how the game works so you can confidently boo the ref!
Football has a big problem — concussions. But sports technology is evolving, including those such as the Guardian Caps, that looks to minimize these life-altering head injuries and now that sports technology has come to UBC.
This might shock people — especially those from the west of the globe — but Halloween is a foreign concept to most international students.
Our senses peak in the dark. Any breath, any sound, any aberration, are grounds for fear and suspicion.
One is the loneliest number.
No one rises at 5 a.m. without a groan-worthy reason. Here’s mine: prednisone makes me unable to fucking sleep.
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