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(10/12/17 2:19am)
For its proximity to an institution with such busy students, it is no surprise that the Princeton Starbucks is full almost any time of day or night. Indeed, it is often a battle to secure a table for that last bit of reading or those pesky problem sets. And having been slow to add milk to my tea, I lost out on the last available spot in the house. So, tea and Chinese textbook in hand, I carried myself out of the door and set off, dejected, down Nassau Street in search of another spot to finish off my studying for the day.
(10/11/17 11:57pm)
Like a fish out of water.
(10/12/17 12:21am)
For most doe-eyed freshmen, their first writing seminar class is an entirely new experience. Far from the easy-going English classes of high school, Writing Seminars act as a boot camp for blossoming writers, teaching the secrets to writing papers in just a few months.
(10/05/17 12:03am)
Dear All,
(10/05/17 12:07am)
Coming to Princeton from Philadelphia, a city slicker like me should have been disappointed by the simplicity and isolation of campus. Surely the manicured lawns, empty streets, and not worrying about getting mugged when walking back to my dorm at 2 a.m. ought to have felt anticlimactic somehow. Instead, I was a rat in a maze, stumbling through identical-looking fields with large white tents and diagonal sidewalks, trying to decipher which arch was which, walking all the way down Washington Road past Powers Field looking for the Neuroscience building (twice). I even found myself lost in my own hall, wandering up and down flights of stairs and through identical passageways.
(10/04/17 11:32pm)
(10/05/17 12:01am)
As most of its students already know, much of Princeton is very eye-catching, but in a slightly ‘in-your-face’ way. From the sheer size of Nassau Hall and the majesty of Blair Arch to the glass-covered, futuristic-feeling Frick Chemistry Laboratory, it can all get a little overwhelming. Fortunately, there are enough low-key spots around campus — many of which are just as beautiful as the ‘louder’ ones — that are perfect for study sessions, evening coffee breaks, and just trying to escape a crowd! Here are a few of them:
(10/05/17 12:01am)
(10/05/17 12:08am)
When I arrived at Princeton, the first item to adorn my dorm room was a 16x20 print of my baby cousin — on a playground swing set for the first time, her face awash with sunlight and a kind of unadulterated glee. THIS IS WHAT THE LIVING DO spans the top of the image. It’s in all caps, impossible to miss. I took this caption from one of my favorite lines from Marie Howe's eponymous poem, turning it into my own personal maxim.
(10/05/17 12:33am)
I wake up and immediately crave noodles.
(10/04/17 11:50pm)
(09/30/17 10:47pm)
This summer, I took a Global Seminar in Berlin, Germany. My favorite part of the experience was taking the Berlin subway — the acronym in German is BVG — to little corners of serendipity in the city.
(09/30/17 10:48pm)
(09/21/17 1:20am)
All I had were questions. What did I want? What would bring me happiness? What would fill the aching void in my chest? Was it even achievable? And — what if I was wrong? What if ‘a person’ wasn’t the answer? All I had were my doubts and my depression. All I had was a deep hole I was trapped in, and the desperate hope that the right person could pull me out.
(09/21/17 1:32am)
You step out of the plane at the small airport and immediately feel the heat and humidity of the tropical climate hit you. As you take a cab to your hotel downtown, you notice all of the small, one-level houses covered in solid-color paint. The midday heat is strong and not a lot of people are walking on the street, but as you pass by the local cantinas and restaurants, you hear the laughter, music, and chatting of the lunch hour.
(09/21/17 2:32am)
“Hey, what did you do this summer?” is a really stressful question for me, and one that usually abounds in the first few days back at Princeton. I’m sure people ask just to have something to talk about or because they genuinely want to know, but I’ve spent way too many years responding with “nothing much, it was pretty relaxing.”
(09/21/17 2:22am)
People-watching became a great hobby of mine over the summer.
(09/22/17 3:38am)
If it means that I get to spend the weekend in Brussels for 40 euros, I am willing to share an apartment with an enthusiastic didgeridoo player — and be excited about it.
(05/09/17 11:55pm)
On May 3 and 4, J Street U held an exhibition of photos by an Israeli non-governmental organization called Breaking the Silence, whose goal is to “expose the Israeli public to the reality of everyday life in the Occupied Territories.” I applaud its desire to better Israeli society, but I do not feel the same about the accusations that have come out about the organization.
(05/05/17 12:49am)
Earlier this week, along with other veterans of the Israeli Defense Forces, I signed a letter in support of J Street U Princeton’s decision to invite the Israeli NGO Breaking the Silence, composed of former IDF soldiers who seek to share their military experiences in the West Bank with Israeli society. J Street U had requested to host the photo exhibition in the Center for Jewish Life, and was turned down, sparking some controversy. Our letter did not address the role the CJL at Princeton played in this episode; I would like to do so here.