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(12/01/22 3:21am)
Emmy-nominated movie and television actor Jonathan Majors sat down with Professor in the Humanities Paul Muldoon, who also serves as the director of the Princeton Atelier. They discussed Majors’ past roles and what the general public can expect from his upcoming movies.
(11/30/22 2:57am)
I love my walks to The Daily Princetonian newsroom. The views of Elm Drive during the fall season are beautiful, with historic, stone-clad buildings and multi-colored trees. The paths are lined with orange leaves, chattering students, and whizzing scooters, bringing both a sense of the crisp autumn and collegiate liveliness.
(11/29/22 4:38am)
As someone raised in a predominantly white town, I’ve dealt with a lot of ignorance and alienation.
(11/29/22 4:39am)
Princeton invests so much effort into welcoming its new students that I probably couldn’t list every activity or resource offered to a matriculating student, but I found that, despite all this effort, the school doesn’t bother to always get one’s name right — not even when giving someone their netID and other web accounts that will unlock the next four years.
(11/29/22 4:39am)
Over fall break, I made Colombian arepas with a group of my friends in one of New College West’s communal kitchens. While teaching my friends how to knead the dough and figuring out how to turn on the too-fancy-for-its-own-good stove, I reflected on my past experiences making these savory delicacies with my family and on how I have grown as a Latina during my time at Princeton.
(11/28/22 3:45am)
Happy Ho-Ho-Holidays! We can all agree that there is an abundance of seasonal festive movies, television specials, and music to inject some joy into 3 p.m. sunsets. On some long winter nights, all you need is to turn your brain off, turn on the TV, and sip some hot chocolate. Let me help you out with some recommendations.
(11/22/22 4:08am)
Lately, I’ve been digging around the Oral History Project of the Department of Mathematics to learn more about one of my favorite Princeton traditions: teatime at Fine Hall. Here is what I found:
(11/22/22 2:31am)
Sometime in August, one of my favorite singers and thinkers of all time, Jorge Drexler, announced the addition of a new date to his 2022 “Tinta y Tiempo” world tour. My heart skipped a beat when I read “Show Added: McCarter Theatre, Princeton, N.J.” How in the world was this Grammy and Oscar-winning, Latin-American superstar coming to this small college town in the middle of New Jersey?
(11/21/22 4:19am)
The stars are around for any and all of my walks after dinner. From Tower Club to The Daily Princetonian newsroom and then back to my dorm, the sky is there for me. Such moments of looking up to the night sky carry a lot of memories for me; I’m reminded of previous night walks and all their varied emotions — some good, some less so.
(11/18/22 3:38am)
“Anything but country” is a common phrase about music at northeastern, liberal arts institutions. I’ve most certainly uttered it myself in the past, but it is riddled with implications. I’ve found that the person who actively disparages country music is a certain kind of person; they must follow certain rules. The person who will tolerate “anything but country” seldom understands the plight of rural Americans. This person often thinks the phrase exempts them from political examination. And they fancy themselves sophisticated and enriched with the culture of the northeastern United States or the country’s major cities. I know this person well because I have been her.
(11/16/22 4:44am)
Located on 15 Spring St., Planted Plate is a cozy cafe that serves casual vegan fare. Their wide array of dishes includes a breakfast menu, an assortment of appetizers and salad bowls, and twists on classic sandwiches, such as the “Un-Tuna Melt.” Planted Plate offers a fun and eclectic perspective on vegan cuisine, with options for both first-timers and adventurous plant-based foodies.
(11/15/22 4:10am)
Recently, I’ve been listening to Tommy Lefroy’s “The Cause.” Throughout the indie track, a narrator describes how she loves someone who is too busy pursuing some nebulous, all-consuming cause to ever reciprocate her love. “You believe in whatever you want … [while] I’ll always be smaller than the cause,” she realizes. “How could I ever be enough?”
(11/18/22 1:37am)
As Thanksgiving break approaches, it is an occasion to not only enjoy a traditional feast with family but also to try food from other cuisines. For me, Taïm — a self-described “Mediterranean kitchen” — is a wonderful step outside of the typical flavors in the Orange Bubble.
(11/14/22 2:54am)
Princeton’s quintessential, student-run coffee shop has finally moved into the residential colleges.
(11/10/22 2:46am)
My boyfriend and I had sexual intercourse for the first time. We used a condom, and one day after I showered I saw that a bit of sperm-looking liquid was coming out of my vagina, but I don’t know whether it was discharge or sperm. It was only a little bit, and it didn’t smell at all.
(11/14/22 2:45am)
The last time I tripped over a rock and cut my hand, I didn’t cry. It hurt so bad I think I even laughed a little. Instead, the last time I cried was after reading a poem. Writing right now, I find it a bit absurd. But after sitting with a couple of silly words on a gloomy Wednesday afternoon, I found myself repeatedly running my eyes over Baudelaire’s “Correspondences,” forgetting each word as I read it.
(11/04/22 3:10am)
Just about eight years ago, I stepped into a theater and worked on its lights for the first time. I remember those Friday afternoon hours in the dark vividly. I learned which bolts to tighten or loosen, which metal parts to slide in or out or around, and which parts to not touch so as to avoid burns — all in the process of achieving the perfect beam of light. I was only 14 years old and a couple of growth spurts smaller, so I remember the then-high school senior who saw me struggling with an awkwardly large wrench for my hands and came over to offer some advice. I remember the sense of awe I experienced, watching how those beams of light could change in color and texture and so many other ways with a simple sheet of plastic or a thin, stamped disk of metal.
(11/07/22 4:28am)
This semester, the University introduced a new initiative providing undergraduate students on the unlimited meal plan with $150 worth of dining points per semester to purchase food and beverages at select on- and off-campus locations. The aim of the program was to provide “an opportunity for students to connect with each other and the town of Princeton without having to worry about paying out of pocket,” according to an email sent out by the Undergraduate Student Government (USG) on Aug. 22.
(11/03/22 4:05am)
Leaves rain down to cover walkways with a sea of orange and red. I kick my way through, admiring a particular leaf with a vibrant green core that gradually transitions into a deep red. I am on my way home from my last class on a Friday — what could be a more beautiful thing? The fog and rain of the week has dissipated into a nice warm sunshine just in time for everyone to stay warm and dry as they run around in silly costumes all weekend. The buzz of anticipation builds as I return to my room. My roommates are all home when I return, bubbling with eagerness to prepare for the night’s festivities.
(11/01/22 4:38am)
On the chilly night of Oct. 20, the world gathered around their devices. It didn’t matter whether you were a devoted Spotify user, an Apple Music enthusiast, or a Tidal stan (do those even exist?) — we all watched the minutes trickle into seconds, waiting for Taylor Swift to sweep us away from our mundane lives into a whirlwind of romance and heartbreak. But, just like Cinderella, when the clock struck twelve, the night took a turn for the worse.