I remember
I remember when I was young, though some parts only vaguely. I had a certain charm that put a smile on everyone's face.
I remember when I was young, though some parts only vaguely. I had a certain charm that put a smile on everyone's face.
I am nostalgic for long summer days. Summer is not actually any shorter than when I was a kid, it just seems that way.
On their fourth album, "Seventh Tree," Alison Goldfrapp and her production partner Will Gregory have pulled off a drastic artistic about-face.
In the fall of 1962, when I was in sixth grade, I went to every home Princeton football game and the Yale game in New Haven.
When you ride a Metro escalator in Washington, D.C., you're supposed to stand to the right. That's how you spot the tourists: The clever ones eschew matching outfits and fanny packs, but at the peak of the morning rush hour you'll still break your neck tripping over them as you dart to the left, toward your Blue Line train.
Who am I? I?m just an ordinary girl with an extraordinary preoccupation with sex. I?m not the Sexpert, and I?m no Carrie Bradshaw ? or even a Lena Chen.
When I think of "home," I really picture two different houses. One, of course, is my own, where my blue, stuffed polyester dog (creatively named "Doggy") habitually greets me.
Mary Zimmerman is one of America's foremost playwrights. Most famous for having written the Broadway hit "Metamorphoses," Zimmerman is known for her modern adaptations of Greek mythology.
Walking back to Forbes from the Street on a weekend night is an arduous and mentally devastating process, to say the least.
Remember when school involved Elmer's glue, kickball, and naptime? And "hanging out" with friends happened in the early afternoon, when there was still enough daylight for you to run amock on the playground?
Is it normal that we can't walk down campus without tearing up? That we chose Wilcox over our respective eating clubs for dinner last week?
At first glance, it may seem that Princetonians don't consider world travel and global thinking priorities in their busy lives.
Who among us can honestly say that we have enough Bulgaria in our lives? I know I'd be a liar if I made such a bold claim.
Correction appended When Plamen Ivanov '08 first came to the United States from Pleven, Bulgaria, four years ago, he was surprised by the pink polos that Princetonians wore and by how the students interacted.
This year's Oscar winner for best foreign film, "The Counterfeiters," took its prize amid controversy.
Since it was founded four years ago, Triple 8 has evolved into an entirely different beast. No longer does Princeton's only East-Asian dance group consist of a half dozen or so girls timidly peering from behind their fans on the North Lawn of Frist Campus Center.
While spring break is nearly always a time for students to retreat from the library and cut loose in exotic locales, some undergrads go above and beyond in the pursuit of pleasure, finding themselves in far-off places and unexpected situations.
"In Bruges" was a surprise. The film's marketing gave us the wrong impression by printing posters with the corny tagline: "Shoot first, sightsee later." As if that wasn't off-putting enough, they then dropped a trailer filled with tacky PowerPoint-like gunshot sounds and swooping Christian imagery clip art.