You have to be careful what you wear. Gang colors aside, certain symbols are ambiguous enough to cause real trouble when displayed in the wrong situation.I offer a case in point.
Some Thursdays, I just don't feel like fighting for my life. If it's been a long day, and I'm worn out, I don't want to scream, kick, bite ? or thrash on the ground with the 170-pound black woman sitting on my chest.Meet Shihan Linda Ranson, the fifth-degree black belt who teaches Women's Self-Defense at Dillon Gym this semester.
On taking depression seriouslyAfter reading two instances in the 'Prince' where people have referred to Prozac as a "happy pill" and depression as another case of the blues or of boredom with your life, of not thinking enough, of thinking too much, I felt that I had to try and at least clear up some of these misconceptions.It's a source of endless frustration to me to see people treat clinical depression lightly: "Oh, just take some Prozac and you'll be fine." Clinical depression (a terrible label, actually, as it just sounds like an extended period of the blues) is not just an extended period of the blues.
It's been said that today's youth face many more obstacles and hazards in their daily lives than their parents did.
When the USG passed a resolution in February to create an organization mirroring the Faculty Committee on Examinations and Standing ? the Student Committee on Examinations and Standing ? it took a necessary step to marshal student opinions on academic matters that affect the entire undergraduate body.
The Toronto Maple Leafs were mathematically eliminated from playoff contention last Thursday. Their loss to the sad-sack Carolina Hurricanes (n Hartford Whalers) put a well-deserved end to an undeserved flirtation with post-season qualification.
If you have testicles and feel like looking older, grow a beard. I did so recently and everyone said, "Wow, you look at least three years older." That was fun until I realized, "I'm 22." At 22, why would anyone want to look older?
Reading Janie Fleming's article entitled "Finding a recipe for happiness in that someone special" in the April 7 issue of the 'Prince,' I felt mildly amused again by some of our naive attitudes toward human happiness.
Quickly now: outside of class, what was the last poem you read?Perhaps this question has left you slack-jawed and silent; if not that, it has most likely forced you to dig a little bit deeper into your memory than if I had asked, say, "What was the last trashy paperback you read?" or "Where was the nearest bathroom your freshman year?"My point, of course, is that the reading of poetry in America as a form of entertainment has fallen into disfavor in recent years, and it is currently so rare that I have given up my search for a soul with whom to spend the early morning hours discussing John Donne's quirky brilliance, T.S.
Am I the only one who realizes that people don't speak to each other outside of the classroom at Princeton?Not speaking is a foreign concept to me.
In the State of the Union Address in January, President Clinton had the crowd roaring with his proclamations of good fortune throughout the land.
In my opinion, Princeton is doomed to mediocrity in computer science. You still think the finest thing is to be a physicist or a mathematician.
The ongoing process of amending the current P/D/F system is a fine example of students and administration working together.
Seeing my father trying to convince little Kathleen Elizabeth Vanderkam (my brother's kid, born March 10, 1998) that she should follow his lead and study Hebrew when she goes to college started me thinking.
'Nassau' coverageWe are writing in response to the particularly offensive and unacceptable references to eating disorders published in the Feb.
Sometimes the strangest, most simple thing makes you think twice. Or three times. Or even makes you sit down and write about it.Walking around campus, off in your own world, you miss lots and care little.
The rumor mill is reporting that about 20 seniors in the Department of Politics couldn't make it to Corwin Hall with their theses by 5 p.m.
Musing on the month, Shakespeare once said, "Proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim / Hath put a spirit of youth in everything."Will was a smart guy.
I am awakened early by someone on my apartment balcony banging on a can; painters trying to open a container.
Typical Princeton students who caught basketball fever this spring are having their styles seriously cramped by departmental relocations resulting from the Frist Campus Center's construction.
