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This past weekend, the women’s volleyball team (14–5, 7–1) remained undefeated at home. The Tigers faced Penn (5–14, 2–6) for the second time this season in a 3–0 (25–16, 25–16, 26–19) win. During this match, the Tigers had three players reach double-digit kills. Juniors Devon Peterkin and Maggie O’Connell each had 11 kills while sophomore Alexa Underwood also played a strong role for the offense with 10 kills. Defensively, the Tigers didn’t give in to the Quakers, with Peterkin leading the way with nine digs, while freshman Cameron Dames added eight. Junior Jessie Harris continued to set up the offense with 40 assists in this match, keeping her spot as the Ivy League leader in assists.
The undefeated football team (6–0, 3–0 Ivy) will face Cornell (3–3, 2–1) in its return to Powers Field at Princeton Stadium tomorrow afternoon. The Tigers are coming off a 29–21 win over Harvard (3–3, 1–2 Ivy) in which senior quarterback John Lovett threw for 207 yards and senior running back Charlie Volker recorded two rushing touchdowns. The victory was Princeton’s first real test in a season that includes five blowout wins.
I’ve never been shy about my heritage. I am, loudly and proudly, a first-generation Iranian American, one of anywhere between 500,000 to 1 million passionate people born in this great land after our parents escaped danger.
As I was standing in line to get brunch at Wilcox Hall the other day, I saw my friend from Mathey College come through the door. I asked him why he had come all the way to Wilcox just for Sunday brunch. Wearing the exact same clothes he had worn yesterday, he told me that he had fallen asleep at the Julian Street Library while doing his assignments.
Last week, my fleece jacket moved from the depths of my closet to the back of my desk chair, where its warm linings welcomed the crisp New Jersey fall. The new season has not only confined warm, humid summer to the wisps of steam lingering above hot coffees, but also it has ushered in a new atmosphere on campus. I can’t quite pin down when my lazy Netflix searches turned into frantic keystrokes spitting out an essay, nor when nightly conversations with roommates became groans amid practice exams, accented with the occasional existential howl at a particularly stumping problem set.
On Saturday, October 20, nearly thirty refugees, alongside Princeton students, faculty and their families took a break from their jobs, studies, and otherwise busy lives to participate in the Office of Religious Life’s annual pumpkin carving event. Crouched on tarps on the Murray Dodge lawn in the cool afternoon air, participants immediately took to carving, painting, and decorating what soon became a beautiful and diverse array of pumpkins.
I remember walking into Richardson Auditorium during my Princeton Preview visit, my heart brimming with excitement and a pen in my hand to star every group I planned on auditioning for. As the show was about to start, the sound of heels and dress shoes clicking on the wooden stage filled the microphones. A single note was given. Each person took a deep breath, in unison of course, and out came the most beautiful harmony. The smiles never left their faces.
In the midst of midterms here at Princeton, you have likely heard the word “procrastination” casually strewn throughout conversation with ever-increasing frequency.
Last week, I went with friends to see the premiere of “The Hate U Give,” the film adaptation of a book by Angie Thomas. The film centers on the life of Starr, a young African-American girl who is caught between her two worlds: her low-income, black life at home in fictional Garden Heights and her mostly white private school in Williamson. Starr is constantly having to code-switch between being her unapologetic self at home and what she calls “Starr, Version 2,” her quiet, non-threatening alter ego.
Black South Africans tuned their ears toward music to resist apartheid. Urban art gave serious political powers to South Africans that performed it, according to Witwatersrand University anthropology professor David B. Coplan.
In a dramatic clash of two Ivy League titans, No. 4 Princeton field hockey (11–4 overall, 4–1 Ivy League) fell 3–1 to No. 9 Harvard (13–1, 5–0) on Saturday afternoon in a matchup that decided the 2018 Ivy League field hockey champion.
Dean of the Wilson School Cecilia Rouse and University of Virginia professor Sarah Turner defended Harvard’s holistic admissions practices in an opinion editorial published in the Philadelphia Inquirer on Thursday, Oct. 18. In the editorial, Rouse and Turner explained that considering a student’s academic accomplishments is not enough when it comes to choosing candidates for admission.
For many fans of professional sports, being able to go the championship game is a once-in-a-lifetime experience that they can only hope for. Being able to play in the championship is a pipe dream; forget about winning it. Yet for Princeton alumnus Chris Young, these experiences are all part of the job.
Rockefeller College, the premier example of the Collegiate Gothic style in the country, grapples with a base phenomenon: students defecating or urinating in places other than a toilet or urinal.
This past weekend, the women’s hockey team (0–2) travelled to Madison, Wis. to take on No. 2 Wisconsin (8–0) on Friday and Sunday. In Friday’s game, the Badgers jumped out to an early 3–1 lead after the first period. The Tigers fought back to have the game finish 4–3. Princeton was unable to get an extra attacker on at the end of the third period to help get the tying goal in. Princeton’s goals were scored by senior forward and co-captain Karlie Lund, junior forward Carly Bullock, and sophomore forward Annie MacDonald.
You don’t need to wear a ball gown to cram for midterms, but that doesn’t mean it’s time for sweats. Throughout the next week, many students will pull all-nighters and rush to hit minimum word counts. Coffee pots will be emptied and sleepy parents will be called by their tearful, strung out kids.
During this midterm season, let us remember that grades are, of course, important, but if you must choose between your wellness or achieving high marks, choose your wellness every time. In light of a recent report of a student passing out in the dining hall due to stress and being required to go to Princeton Medical Center at Plainsboro, it’s time to say enough is enough; it is only a matter of time before something more drastic happens on campus due to academic stress. I know, I know, I am only a freshman, and I’ve only been on campus for four months (I did Freshman Scholars Institute, which started in July), but even in those four months, I can see that the University is an incredibly high-stress environment, and students all too often choose their academics over their well-being.
Among those who identify as liberal, a certain type of man has emerged: he calls himself a feminist, has many female friends, and has donated to Planned Parenthood. He prides himself in his interest in gender, and shakes his head when another prominent man is revealed as a sexual harasser. He also interrupts the women in his precept, warns against going “too far” with believing sexual assault victims, and mansplains feminism.
Step 1) Find friends who are as excited as you are (or just encourage friends to partake if you cannot find anyone who can match your enthusiasm). Once you have a crowd, and depending on the size, assign each person a character of a TV show that you all like or at least know a little about.
In an Oct. 16 opinion piece, Zachariah Sippy ’22 argues that in response to the confirmation of Justice Kavanaugh and its implications for the ideological balance of the Supreme Court, the Democrats — whenever they manage to regain control of Congress and the presidency — ought to add two more justices to the bench.