Monthly Archives: January 2010

479363013_7481586d9c_bThe canon of popular books set in Princeton is small, but nevertheless well-read by students so jonesing for the thrill of recognition that they’ll happily slog through dozens of pages on game theory (or obscure Venetian manuscripts) for some passing references to campus landmarks.

It turns out that Princetonians have been engaging in this kind of literary navel-gazing since even before the days of F. Scott’s This Side of Paradise — if anything, our self-obsessive tendencies were worse back when there were no cars or phones connecting Princeton to the real world.

This, at least, is the conclusion I draw from Princeton Stories, an 1895 collection of largely mediocre, absolutely fascinating short fiction from Princeton’s own Jesse Lynch Williams ‘92.  (You can, and should, read the whole thing here — thanks, Google Books!)

There’s something really charming about the idea of a scrappy, marginally talented young alum becoming a bestseller (by 1906, Princeton Stories had gone through 10 printings) on the strength of Princetonians’ willingness to read any and all manner of dreck — so long as it was connected to their school.

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from goprincetontigers.com

Lauren Polansky and Niveen Rasheed after Dec. 20's Houston game, from goprincetontigers.com

So it’s a slow news um, month here in snowy Princeton–a month of no classes, of students shuffling to and from Firestone’s confining basement floors, greeting each other with the number of pages they’ve yet to finish before Tuesday, at 4 pm. Welcome to reading period at Princeton.

But things are still happening, Inkblots! Real things! Newsy things!

Are we being “post-racial,” or just normal, when we ask…Why is this a story?

  stress of exams got you down? time to wallow in some bad karma!  [source: ArtMechanic]

stress of exams got you down? time to wallow in some bad karma! [source: ArtMechanic

As we slog on through the sheer hellishness that is reading period, complete with the perfunctory stupidity from old friends at home (“Why do you have your exams now? That’s just so…weird!”), I took comfort in getting an email from my dad today asking whether I thought he should interview prospective Harvard kids.

Yep, folks: the college interview season has begun for those sad souls out there who get to tear their hair out in pursuit of the perfect Ivy, and I must admit it’s really providing me with some much-needed schadenfreude.  Sure, we’re locked in Firestone from dawn till dusk and it feels like we haven’t seen a proper night’s sleep since the Stone Age—but hey, look on the bright side!  At least we don’t have to get dressed up for interviews with preppy millionaires who enjoy nothing more than crushing our hopes and dreams!

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Today's Package. Who knows what tomorrow's might hold.

Today's package. Who knows what tomorrow's might hold.

Deep in the depths of Firestone, while cramming away at my Philosophy of Art essay, I received a relieving eConnectTrak Receiving Notification. My parcel had arrived.

Exam season means one thing more than anything: care packages. Telling my parents I have no time to go to the dining hall always provokes my mother to immediately send me a bounty of treats.

An analysis of the phenomenon after the jump.

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There’s nothing like coming back to Princeton: a fresh blanket of snow on ivy gates, final exams, and roaring fireplaces.

But for some, homecoming looks more like this.

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Sadness

This is the wall behind my bed in the Forbes Addition.  Home, sweet home. It turns out no amount of sticky tack can actually cling to cinder block walls.  So, cool White Album poster.

But at least the Forbes Addition provides architecture grad students with a first project.  Every September, armed with T-squares, first year students in the graduate program hunch over their desks (in the equally miserable architecture building) and redesign the Forbes Addition

Here are some of their design ideas (click on the pictures for full sized images):

Christine Chang

Christine Chang (above)

Kuan Tsu

Kuan Tsu (above)

More photos and thoughts from the designers after the jump….

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