Modern literature is a beautiful course at U of T. If you’re going to U of T, take it. Even if you think English is not worth your time. Take it. Everything else is rather mundane. But mundane in terms of math and physics is often times a good thing.
The introductory lecture, or I’d rather call it a really good speech, had so much impact [on me anyway].
I think everyone should study literature. You’re missing out on a whole dimension of thought if you don’t
Also, I’ve become really into quantum chemistry, perhaps even more so than organic chemistry. Maybe not. Maybe it’s a tie. I don’t know. Chemistry is my favourite thing in the world. Cellular biology and biological chemistry come a close second.
LMJIOEAH:DJOKEIORFJ:OSLDKFSODKF. I can only pick one specialist and a major? Excusez-moi, but I don’t think I can do that U of T…
Ideally I’d want to do a specialist in biochemistry, a specialist in cellular biology, a major in physiology, and another major in some sort of chemistry………………………………………………………..
And to the idiots who told me to take MAT137 or MAT157 and PHY151….HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA
To conclude, I’ve managed a whole week without interacting with a single person. The people I want in my life are confident, ambitious, hard working, creative, quiet but thoughtful. People who are true to themselves. And passionate. I look for passionate people because I want to communicate with people that inspire me. And so even between the inundated campus grounds, and people I meet from various jobs and positions, the type of person I look for is difficult to find.
And I think that I don’t need to do much looking. I will use this competitive university to my advantage. I will sit back and let this institution weed out the inadequate candidates for me, and look for the qualities I enjoy in a permanent person in my life later.
I am selective because I know what I can bring to the table.
And who said U of T’s classes were so big? Just sit in the front row and shut out everyone behind you. If they talk, just turn around and look them up and down and they’ll shut up. And then every class seems like a 5 person class. The 100+ idiots behind you won’t even exist. And even like this, I still get hit on/stared at left and right. lol. It’s not that I’m naturally quiet or trying to be mysterious. I just don’t want to be associated unless you’re 6’2, brilliant at physics and math, dress casually (not like the weird fob or hipster shit you see everywhere, it’s gross, but still be able to pull off a valentino suit), and quiet but full of thought. If one sees this description in themselves they should definitely apply to be my male emotional floatation device.