I consider myself a political person. Every morning I read the news or listen to a podcast summarizing it. My Instagram feed is littered with posts from The New York Times, The New Yorker and meme accounts spoofing current events. …
Last Thursday, when I heard about the encampment in Smith Union, confusion pulsed through me. I wasn’t sure how I felt, or who I could talk to about the way I was feeling.
On a cold and sunny afternoon during the first full week of spring semester classes, I finally took advantage of the outdoor ice rink on the quad. A friend from my first year and I had packed our skates before …
The trombone ranks among a handful of instruments that sound most like the human voice—it represents the adults in “Peanuts,” after all. Cartoons aside, the trombone’s tenor range sits in a natural vocal register, and the trombone’s ability to slide …
When I first got to college, my go-to icebreaker question was, “Do you live to eat or eat to live?” Coming from Singapore, where food is an integral part of the culture and all of my friends “lived to eat,” …
In August 2023, I boarded a flight to Paris, France and set off to spend my junior year abroad. As I jetted into the cloudy sky and nervously anticipated the year to come, I thought about what I hoped to …
This summer, I was at dinner with a friend when we heard Donald Trump had been shot. It was hot and humid and foreboding, as much of the summer had been, and we had made the mistake of sitting outside. …
For weeks, I have been trying to develop an alliterative trifecta for my TOQs, adding a third J to accompany my pieces on Jersey Mike’s and Jimmy Carter, and I finally found it: Jack from “Lost.” If you have known …
The other day in dance class, I stopped dancing and laid on the floor. My peers continued to swirl around me, and my professor stood watchful in the corner. But I stayed there on the floor, unmoving, allowing the curve …