In some contexts, disappearing paper stacks have been called art. That’s not necessarily the case with the disappearing stacks of paper that we produce. After all, most of us who work at The Bruin are sleep-deprived caffeine junkies working on a deadline in an office where the air doesn’t move and the only fans are for the computers. Read more...

On the surface, the Daily Bruin office seems like no place for a carefree college student. A windowless, cluttered, stuffy office partitioned by cubicles, it looks like boot camp for the working world. Read more...

I come into contact with soap and water only once a year. I have stains that will never come out. People walk all over me. Newspapers and the orange chicken from Panda Express are my eau de parfum. Read more...

SAN JOSE, Costa Rica “”mdash; As I sit at my desk at The Tico Times, an English-language weekly in Costa Rica, I realize how lucky I was to work at the Daily Bruin. Read more...

I managed to avoid the dentist for four years, from freshman year to this past April. They discovered five holes in my teeth. That got me thinking. Read more...

When I was asked to write a submission for the Daily Bruin Graduation Issue, I was a little bit apprehensive. Like many graduating seniors, I am more uncertain about life now than ever. Read more...

I’ve made plenty of mistakes in my life. I’ve learned from some and forgotten about others. And it’s taken me a while to realize that being the copy chief this year wasn’t a mistake. Read more...