By Eileen Torrez ’13 Princeton is an amazing place. The beautiful campus, gifted professors and all-star students make for an incredible four-year experience.
Do you remember that film “Good Will Hunting”? Where Matt Damon’s character calls out this guy in a Harvard bar for regurgitating some advanced textbook just to impress a girl?
When the day comes that the stones of Whitman College combust spontaneously, I will be ready. I will know where my door is because no posters obscure it.
This year, as I entered my second year writing for the ‘Prince,’ I have noticed a lot of articles discussing and criticizing the comments section below our articles.
If you had asked me a month ago if our women’s basketball team was any good, I wouldn’t have been able to tell you.
Having lived in Arizona my entire life before coming to Princeton, this past March 8 was my first year experiencing the magic of daylight saving time.
By Nikki Bowen "08 This February, my students joined their peers across the country to celebrate Black History Month.
With midterms week, today begins the period during which students can elect to use the pass/D/fail grading option for one class in lieu of receiving a letter grade.
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We, the Graduate Student Government Executive Committee, have completed our year at the helm of the University’s graduate representative body.
By the time University freshmen reach their spring semester, it is assumed that the rich experiences and individuals they have encountered in the first few months of college will allow them to decide with ease where and with whom they would like to live the following year.
We (or, at least, I) entered Princeton ready to immerse ourselves in the life of the mind.
What exactly does “discrimination” mean? Considering how prominently it features in American history and modern social policy, you might imagine the definition to be fairly well-settled.
If you’ve been active on social media over the past few days, you may have heard word of a brief but concentrated burst of anti-Semitism which appeared on the campus of UCLA recently.
Watching the premiere of “Fresh Off the Boat” with the Asian American Students Association, I came to a startling conclusion about my own upbringing: I felt as if I wasn’t truly Asian-American. While most of the students in the group laughed along with some of the jokes in the show, based on their own experiences growing up in Chinese or Taiwanese-American families, I found myself unable to relate.
