The walls of The Daily Princetonian newsroom at 48 University Place are lined with books of our community’s shared history.
Sometimes it’s okay to be a contrarian, particularly when it involves pop culture or Canada Goose jackets. Until this year, I didn’t consider my university to be a contrarian.
Following reading and final examination period, the most pressing event for the University’s sophomore class is making the decision of where to dine as upperclassmen.
Nothing further exemplifies the University’s decline in prestige than the recent Class Day speakers, such as Al Gore, Brooke Shields ’87 and Jon Stewart.
The bubonic plague, swine flu, ebola, meng — it never ends. There is always some scourge to hide from, to escape.
There are supposedly a lot of reasons to believe in climate change, but honestly, none of them ever really sold me.
When a friend of mine from Israel traveled to Berlin for vacation, she mailed me a postcard. The cover, a stock photograph of Brandenburg Gate, was pretty, but she uploads her own professional quality photographs to Facebook often.
In the spirit of formulating a New Year's resolution, I’ve been reflecting on how I’ve grown during my Princeton experience and where I want to find myself on graduation day in a few short months.
I have spent more time with needles in my arm than I had anticipated in the basement of Frist Campus Center.
The conventional wisdom that Ivy Leaguers are vacuumed up by finance and consulting firms at the expense of “non-traditional” careers has been so thoroughly discussed by students and pundits that “finance-and-consulting” may as well be a single word.
On Dec. 16, the University offered early action admission to 785 students. Of the 4,229 students who applied, the vast majority were deferred for reconsideration during the regular decision process.
“I know eating meat is morally indefensible, but I do it anyway.” This is a quote I’ve heard from more than one friend of mine.
As the last week of the fall semester wanes and students return home for the duration of winter recess, we would all do well to remember how truly fortunate of a position we enjoy.
