1) Breaking Bad, immediately following this Sunday’s series finale.
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1) Breaking Bad, immediately following this Sunday’s series finale.
Art: 'Myself I Think We Should Keep Collecting Tiles' exhibit opening
Every morning, as I wriggle out from under my soft comforter and fumble my way to the dimly lit staircase, I’m faced with one of the most trying decisions of my day. I could make the grueling and strenuous climb up the stairs, to the cleaner, fresher, unmistakably better bathroom, or I can stumble down into the shadowy basins where mold lines the walls and cockroaches are occasional company. Butdid you know that you burn over three times as many calories climbing up a flight of stairs than you do walking down?The decision that I make between the upstairs and basement bathroomsshould be clear to anyone.
When I first met her, she was high on LSD.
It’s no secret that it’s impossible to get motivated at the start of a semester. What with seeing all your friends again for the first time in months, avoiding sobriety during Frosh Week and pretending day-drinking is acceptable at Lawnparties, it’s almost as if the University planned to make you forget the reason you actually came to Princeton: to attend classes. Thankfully, the University also kindly offers us a solution to our lack of motivation: the Add/Drop period.
1. Free froyo.
Antibalas and Escarioka
When you return to campus after your OA trips sweaty and frightened, having built a house or killed a bear or whatever you do on frosh trips these days, you will face a new set of challenges. You will now have to walk around campus without a map, figure out exactly what a Prox is used for and awkwardly bond with your roommates. What you will soon discover, however, is that the week before classes is the biggest party week of the year for the rest of the school. While you’re getting set up, everyone else is getting down. It is during this time that you will first be introduced to the eating club scene.
Cara McCollum’14 took home the crown at Saturday's Miss New Jersey pageant. The title earns McCollum a spot in September's Miss America competition. The Miss America Pageant will be returning to Atlantic City, N.J. after a seven-year run in Las Vegas, making McCollum's reign a particularly exciting one. "It's a great year to be Miss New Jersey," McCollum said.
As Reunions draws to a close, Mathey courtyard, which plays host to the 50th reunion, offers a cool respite from the hubbub at the ever-crowded 5th, 10th and 25th. Take a stroll around Jolene and you can expect to find members of the class of ’63 strolling arm in arm, catching up with classmates over drinks. What is less expected, however, is the little tent at the corner of the yard housing two tables laden with books. No, this is not a senior’s desperate last attempt to sell off his remaining textbooks, although you will find a textbook or two among the many volumes. It’s a finely curated collection of the many books written by members of the Class of 1963.
You could find her studying late at the library in 1973, alongside other graduate students who all had their own sets of keys. You could find her teaching the history of modern architecture, American art and contemporary architecture in the lecture halls in 1980, founding the New York Academy of Art alongside Andy Warhol and others in 1982 and serving on the University's Board of Trustees from 2003-07. For the past 30 years, Eileen Guggenheim GS has been plugged into the art world both at Princeton and beyond. This week, she will return to campus to participate in a Reunions panel, “Why Art Matters,” with other University faculty and alumni.
Rewind to a year ago. I sat as a young, optimistic freshman writing the triumphant conclusion of my Writing Seminar research paper. My cousin sat next to me putting the finishing touches on her thesis. The 13 pages I was so proud to accomplish in the final weeks of the spring semester were side by side with the 117 she had developed over the course of an entire year. Inside the dark, somewhat musty metal box, I was having my first true encounter with the Princeton Circle of Life. As I looked at the inspirational quotes lining the walls, the books lined up on the shelf and even the small piece of paper in the window declaring the carrel as hers, I was seeing my future. It was a taste of the experience that would be the culmination of my Princeton academic life. Not only was it a glimpse into my future, it was her present and it was the past of countless alumni. The carrel, in its unassuming location at the center of the C-floor, was home to an experience that was not bound by time. Instead it was a transcendent space, a place that held memories of struggle, despair, dedication and success. The small area was filled with these lingering emotions, heavier due to the surrounding silence, and they rested on my shoulders as I wrote. I sat there, anticipating that in three years I would reenter this place and have a space of my own to fill and add to the journeys of others encapsulated by these time capsules. To my dismay, I learned that in Princeton’s effort to move ever onward and upward, the carrels will be gone next year.
This week, Street had the opportunity to sit down with the officers of BodyHype and chat about their experience with one of the most successful and captivating dance companies on campus. President Amy Sun ’14, Vice President Celina Culver ’15 and Artistic Director Alison Malkowski ’14 offered an inside look into BodyHype’s group dynamic, artistic inspiration and their upcoming show “Redemption.”
Quadrangle Club: Kingsfoil, 3 p.m.; Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, 4 p.m.
I met him at Terrace. I was looking for a boy in my math class who had texted me earlier, and instead found N. He knew the girl who had led me upstairs and stopped her to talk. After she left, he asked me just one question — whether I discriminated against smokers. I smiled at the thought of the make-out session I knew would follow my answer, and he picked up on the signal. The scene was typical. I leaned back and was just drunk enough that the change in balance kept me mentally engaged while he took over. Two girls nearby had been watching us and giggled about our cuteness. N told them they only thought it was cute because we were both boys and then asked if I wanted to go back to his room.
They hardly spoke. One boy had already wandered off alone for a few minutes; another had his face plastered to the glass casing of the Bent Spoon ice cream at Witherspoon's, and the others simply stood around, either clutching their therapists or fiddling with the communication devices strapped around their necks. These were the children of Eden Autism Services, a nonprofit organization based in Princeton, NJ that provides education, support and training for children and adults with autism. Founded by Dr. David L. Holmes and the families of autistic children in 1975, a time when autism was still a somewhat unknown and rare disorder, the well-known organization today operates out of an outreach center in Princeton Forrestal Village and is highly regarded throughout the nation for its diverse and comprehensive services and training.