"I had a breakdown Sunday night because I was ready to go back [to London]. It seems insular here at Princeton.""The theater in London is cheaper than renting a movie, and four of the seven plays we read in my Shakespeare class at University College showed in the theater.
Why does my preceptor eat a croissant every precept? Don't get me wrong, I'm excited that my preceptor never experiences hunger pains in class.
In late November, just days after a CIT employee was quoted in the 'Prince' as saying that it would not follow Carnegie Mellon's footsteps in monitoring student network use, CIT conducted an unannounced "sampling of campus network activity." We learned about this server sweep when CIT e-mailed students who had been found "uploading MP3s." The e-mail warned them to uninstall the program Napster if they had it on their computers.
To very little fanfare outside the North Jersey area he calls home, 21-year-old Brian Peterson was released from a Delaware penitentiary Jan.
Female member of the Class of 2002: Administration, my bathroom is down the hall and sometimes I want to walk there topless.
Bradley playing same political gameI wonder whether some of Bill Bradley's emotional potency, palpable air of electricity, and majestic honesty that Alex Rawson '01 and Dana Satir '01 described is due more to the feelings of impressionable college kids who got to mix with the political elite than to the traits of Bradley himself.
At 3:26 A.M. on Tuesday, January 25, Senator Bill Bradley and his key supporters marched into the hangar at the Manchester Airport to announce his return to New Hampshire for the final week before the Democratic primary.We had already been in the state for two days, cold-calling strangers, canvassing with campaign literature, and putting up signs, but this was our first glimpse of the man for whom we were working so tirelessly.
D'Amico's 'grudge' unwarrantedI am baffled by Alex D'Amico's letter in the Jan. 17 issue of the 'Prince' where he questions the choice of Queen Noor as baccalaureate speaker.
It all started when my ATM card didn't work. I typed in my four-digit PIN again, but the machine repeated that my card had expired.
On June 14, 1876, eight Princeton students, led by J.F. Williamson 1877, began publishing a newspaper called The Princetonian.
Two dozen small heads turned upward, all eyes fixed on Bill McCleery. He was reading from "Wolf Story," a bedtime tale written for his son decades ago ? now a childhood classic.
"I'm not going to say goodbye to you," Bill McCleery joked as we walked out of Prospect House in December.
The first lunch invitation was left on my voice mail, but its formality has kept it with me as if it were embossed on fine stationary."Rick," said the voice, strong and deep with just a hint of frailty, "this is Bill McCleery from the Princetonian Board of Trustees.
A 135-edition journey through a small, though significant, fraction of University history comes to a close today for The Daily Princetonian's 2000 Managing Board.We depart with many issues still to be resolved.
Are we defined by who we marry? Regardless of anything else we do in our life, do we end up being viewed as an adjunct to our partners?Absolutely not.
As part of the continuing celebration of 30 years of coeducation at Princeton, the University nominated three alumnae for the honor of Baccalaureate speaker: Meg Whitman '77, President and CEO of the auction Website eBay; Wendy Kopp '80, founder of Teach for America; and Lisa Halaby '73, better known as Queen Noor of Jordan.
Since its founding 100 years ago, the Princeton Alumni Weekly has distinguished itself as one of the best alumni magazines in the country.
Heavy hitters were up to bat last week in another inning of the Middle East peace process ballgame taking place at Shepherdstown, W.
While the rest of us were stockpiling bottled water and/or champagne in anticipation of January 1, all the pundits were reflecting upon what humanity has achieved in the last thousand years and what the next thousand may hold for us.
I am a junior, which means I have written many eight-to-10-page papers in one night. To be honest, I wrote a 20 pager in one night last year (something to brag about, huh?).But the other night, I flipped out.
