When I joined the Daily Bruin as a member of the senior staff, I felt a little like the font Helvetica. Somehow I had slipped into a staff that knew journalism very well, just as Helvetica manages to slip its way into the newspaper every now and then. Read more...

You should ask when you don’t know the answer,” my fourth-grade teacher Mrs. Haberkern told me. “Even smart people have to ask questions.” As a stubborn 9-year-old, I did not find this idea comforting. Read more...

I had just trudged up the stairs to the first floor of Ackerman on a typical UCLA afternoon when I spotted a wrapped fortune cookie on the floor, undoubtedly lost in the joy of someone’s two-item Panda Express combo. Read more...

Recently, my uncle advised me to enjoy my time as a student for as long as I can. I contemplated his advice for a moment before realizing, for the 37th time in the last few months, what a carefree student’s life I lead. Read more...

All I really need to know I learned in kindergarten” … and “from shopping” … and “from The Simpsons” … and “from Star Wars.” You’ve seen these kinds of posters before. Read more...

Once upon a time, not very long ago, a young girl lived in a little peach apartment on a windy little street in a quaint little village. Read more...

Commencement. Graduation. Celebration and relief. Completion. Excitement and uncertainty. Happiness and anxiety. Starting a new chapter. Moving out and on. Graduate school or a new job.   These are the descriptive words and phases for the next week or two. Read more...