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“Great virtuosity, great heart.” Those words radiated out into Richardson Auditorium when Michael Pratt introduced the concert soloists for the Princeton University Orchestra spring concert and spoke of their accomplishments. After his introduction, Solène Le Van ’18 walked out onto the stage in a flowing burgundy dress. She stood up on the podium, earrings glittering, orchestra hugging the air around her, and began to sing.
There are days when you might wake up in the morning, look outside and see sleet pouring down your window, groan and get out of bed, then experience a heck of a walk to class, and possibly receive really bad news (or a bad test score). Or maybe you might wake up and see a beautiful sunny sky and spend the day tossing a Frisbee with your friends on Poe Field. Or have you ever experienced a bad day that turned into a good one? A life-changing experience or just a silly thought that made you laugh for hours? Maybe you lost someone important, or gained new friendships. This past year has been a lot to take in — the good and the bad, the ups and the downs. We’ve all been there in our own way:
#1 The Rain
Last year, I wrote a poem about a hit-and-run in which an Asian grandmother was left lying on the side of the road like roadkill (“I am the driver / the woman’s body / is violation”). Once, I wrote a poem about an accident that left my mother in a semi-vegetative state (“Your head bloomed / & you crumpled like a sheet down the stairs”). Once, I wrote a poem about experiencing death through a solitary phone call (“The day the phone rang / we were shooed outside, the day / we stripped our dolls into finer stems / naked and buried them in the lawn”).
This week the Street is featuring a new column, “Bound by June,” by Carson Clay ’19 that will highlight senior theses projects in the spring and other projects of students and professors in the fall. Inspired by deeper probing into some of her senior friends’ projects in an attempt to learn a bit more than the one-sentence byline that is often given by seniors, Carson will share a glimpse into some of the amazing senior theses that are being written this spring. Feel free to reach out to her at firstname.lastname@example.org if you know of seniors working diligently on projects that the Princeton community should know about.
I’m not good at writing on a deadline. I often tell people this is the reason why I don’t want to be a writer. Nobody wants to become a writer, other aspiring writers have knowledgeably informed me. It’s not something that you set out to do; it just happens. And then they return to edit the fifth draft of their novel, scribbling furiously on the papers in front of them.
I remember once walking into Whitman College. I greeted the staff member on swipe duty and asked him why he looked so cheery, to which he replied, “Your face is like a big beautiful moon in the sky.” Despite the innocuous nature of this statement, I cringed inwardly. Was my face really that chubby, circular, pale?
This week the Street is featuring the beginning of a new column “Bound by June” by Carson Clay ’19 that will highlight senior theses projects in the spring, and other projects of students and professors in the fall. Inspired by deeper probing into some of her senior friends’ projects in an attempt to learn a bit more than the one-sentence byline that is often given by seniors, Carson will share a glimpse into some of the amazing senior theses that are being written this spring! Feel free to reach out to her at email@example.com if you know of seniors working diligently on projects that the Princeton community should know about!
1. Live in Forbes.
It’s no secret that in the grand tradition of iconic literary characters, a few names instantly come to mind: characters who overcame tremendous obstacles, charmed us into loving them, or perhaps were so notoriously awful that their names would simply live in infamy. We’re talking about literary giants here, folks: Odysseus, Lady Macbeth, Gatsby . . . the list goes on. However, in all of my well-read, Ivy League life, no character has had a larger effect on me than Massie Block, the protagonist of a 14-book, “young adult” series called The Clique.
Oh, God. Is that the time?
Yes bleary-eyed, sleep deprived Princetonian, you read that title correctly. In this article, I mean, poorly-written introduction, I will make the argument that the second week of classes is undoubtedly more harrowing, life-draining, and all around trash than the first week of the semester. I mean think about it, during the first week, you’re still riding off the high from not really “doing” school for a little over a month, and you might be excited to see your friends again or maybe head over to good-’ol Prospect Avenue. However, by the second week of classes you’re hungover and back to reading endless amounts of secondary sources. Don’t worry though, you’re not the only one going through it. Here are 10 thoughts every Princeton student has during the second week of the semester:
The semester is just a week in, and while some of us might be done shopping for courses, there are always those who need a bit more time. In order to help and give you better ideas as to what interesting courses people are taking this semester, I went around and asked people which course was their favorite so far and what led them to try it out. As a follow-up, I also asked them what they think of the class a week into the semester.