The end of the academic year is a beautiful and terrible time. I woke up the other day, dreading the load of work and studying I have to accomplish by May 22.
My oldest brother, Jon, is 41 years old and has Down Syndrome. I’ve never shied away from explaining his condition to strangers.
Every Monday and Wednesday evenings, a handful of other freshmen and I meet for an hour and a half for our writing seminar.
Let’s talk about Donald Sterling. Picture for a moment the sun rising over a vast plantation where virile black bodies pick cotton every day, gaily singing their hearts out all the while.
The liberal arts system rests on the principle of academic freedom. For four years, we are encouraged to take classes in fields we have never considered in order to become more well-rounded scholars and human beings.
My little sister came to town this past weekend. It was her first time visiting me at Princeton in my four years here, though, as a second semester junior in high school, I suppose it only recently became appropriate for her to spend an extended period of time here.
The mental health issues on campus have led to at least one good result: a subsequent discussion of these issues and their possible solutions.
As a columnist for The Daily Princetonian, I pay more attention than most to these pages. Knowing that, and having heard thehorrorstoriesover the last month regarding Counseling and Psychological Services and the administration’s treatment of mental health, you might be surprised at where I was last Tuesday morning.
On Easter morning, I awoke to a text from my grandmother. In the message, she expressed her wish that I attend a church service, as it is my family’s tradition.
On April 1, Google notified workers at OpenSSL that they had discovered Heartbleed, an online bug that caused a fatal flaw in OpenSSL that left many users’ data vulnerable.
It’s a trend that I initially started to realize during the middle of first semester, and as time went on, it became more apparent to me.
The internet has been buzzing recently with the controversy regarding a middle school in Evanston, Ill.
When the time comes to pick classes at the end of each semester, we all find ourselves going through some stage of the same basic process: We consider how we’re going to fill our distribution requirements, what prerequisites or departmentals we need, which classes fill another class’s prereqs or how we’ll take classes around our independent work.
This spring, we Princetonians are experiencing what has been called “easily the worst lineup of all the Ivies.”I am referring, of course, to USG’s disappointing decision to subject us to GRiZ and Mayer Hawthorne this Lawnparties.
“That ball went right past the head of Foote!” Seton Hall’s radio guy said after one of Seton Hall’s players lined a ball right back at the Tiger baseball team’s junior left-handed pitcher Tyler Foote.
“South Korea is a culture that prizes obeying your superiors,” CNN correspondent Kyung Lah stated in her coverage of the now capsized South Korean ferry. More than 450 passengers, many of them teenage students on a high school field trip, were aboard a ferry when it tipped over and began to sink off the South Korean coast on Wednesday, April 16, 2014.
Millennials have been called the "me generation," and if you were to search “selfie” on any form of social media, the claim seems well-founded.
Editor's note: The author of this column was granted anonymity due to the intensely personal nature of the events described. I am writing this column because I am genuinely concerned about the well-being of my fellow students here at Princeton.
When asked about their favorite aspect of Princeton, most students will respond that it’s “the people.” This answer does not surprise me, as it is my answer too.
It was a quiet Tuesday night when my roommate and I decided to take a trip to the U-Store. We were trying to go less frequently, as the store takes so much of our money, but we both knew we had a late night of work ahead of us.
