Author: Morgan Yucel

The first tenet of Buddhism is that life is suffering, but I can’t think of anything that I disagree with more at this moment. Right now, I’m sitting on Marston Quad in the dappled shade cast by a nearby tree, allowing the damp ground to slowly stain my white shorts

The time has come to discuss the simplest and yet the most complicated of things: walking around the 5C campuses. Now, while some of you may scoff at first—walking is, after all, a skill that most of us hopefully mastered by the age of two—it becomes more difficult when you

“He said he’s been out living things all this time. I just hope he hasn’t outlived his vocal cords,” said an older attendee before entering Bridges Auditorium for Willie Nelson’s Pomona College performance on Thursday night. A musician, actor, and activist, Nelson has been in the public eye for over

I just came back from watching Jupiter trace its path across the night sky. Tonight was one of those rare nights in Claremont when the stars actually seem to twinkle. Or it might just have been my overexcited eyelashes twitching. Either way, I’m used to a rather dull gleam of

I just came back from watching Jupiter trace its path across the night sky. Tonight was one of those rare nights in Claremont where the stars actually seem to twinkle. Or it might just have been my overexcited eyelashes twitching. Either way, I’m used to a dull gleam of starlight

I entered my second semester of college with the cocky assurance of a returner: I knew the rules, I knew the players, I knew the tricks—the game was mine. My confidence only faltered when I realized that if I were wisened up to the ways of the world, I wouldn’t

Sometimes when I’m just feeling a lot of emotion, I need to pour it out in song: You better watch out, you better not cry, Better not shout, I’m telling you why, Finals are coming to Claremont. Your professors are making a list, They’re checking it twice, Gonna find out

Contrary to popular belief, you do not need an apple to fall on your head to have an epiphany. For example, recently at the library I had one of those ol’ realizations that comes around every once in a while. The rookie period for first-years is drawing to a close.

Well, if there’s one thing I’m thankful for this Thanksgiving, it’s that there aren’t too many people already celebrating Christmas. On my top ten most annoying pet peeves list, people who prematurely celebrate holidays are there at about number nine. Already there’s one girl on my hall, quite lovely, but

I hugged as many people as I could find on our hall. I called my dad at 11:30 p.m. West Coast time—otherwise known as 2:30 a.m. East Coast time—despite the suspicion that I might be waking him up. I liked every single Facebook status update about the election, even those