To a windowless, musty, dirty, rowdy Kerckhoff 118, otherwise known as the Daily Bruin newsroom, This is a love letter to a place I’m not supposed to be. Read more...
To a windowless, musty, dirty, rowdy Kerckhoff 118, otherwise known as the Daily Bruin newsroom, This is a love letter to a place I’m not supposed to be. Read more...
One of the most profound responsibilities I have as UCLA’s chancellor is working with our exceptional faculty and staff to ensure that our graduating students are prepared for life beyond our campus – ready to become leaders in their professions and in their communities. Read more...
When I was 4, I remember sliding on my swim fins and jumping into the shimmery pool, pretending that I was a mermaid. Admittedly, it was a small plastic kiddie pool, but ever since then, there has always been something so fascinating about the water and its warm touch. Read more...
Every layout I design starts as a blank page in my unlined notebook. But finally sitting down staring at yet another blank page, I had a difficult time finding the words to start this column. Read more...
I tried my best not to run up the steps of Kerckhoff Hall. I approached the foyer of Kerckhoff 118 gingerly. I knew that the prognosis was not good. Read more...
I tend to know what I want from the get-go. I already knew that an urban jungle was not my ideal choice of residence. I am not a city girl at heart. Read more...
I recently joined a group of Daily Bruin staffers on a 3 a.m. trek to the outskirts of Los Angeles County to see our paper get printed. Read more...