by John on 02.02.2013
Graduation from Yale can only be described as bittersweet. After years of hard work, residential college traditions, late-night runs to G-Heav, extracurricular commitments, and general growing pains, it's both exciting and saddening to leave our gorgeous campus. After taking a year-long leave of absence to sing and travel with the Whiffenpoofs, I graduated a semester early and currently find myself working in Manhattan. The Big Apple is fast-paced, exciting, everything I thought it would be and more! That said, my deep appreciation for the undergraduate experience at Yale has only further grown now that I'm out in the “real world”.

My beautiful home while at Yale, Timothy Dwight College
by Lamtharn on 01.13.2013
The last time I felt this excited about a student space was a year ago, when I stepped into my residential college (Morse!) for the first time. The pianos in the practice rooms, the brick oven pizza in the dining hall, the boutique microphones in the recording studio and all the amazing textiles in the fabric studio immediately sparked ideas and projects, many of which have come to fruition, like Suite Spot (an ensemble I started with freshman suitemates, check out this link http://ad
by Alisha on 12.04.2012
The three weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas are simultaneously my favorite and least favorite weeks of the year. On one hand, they’re the most beautiful weeks at Yale—there’s usually snow, the decorations are beautiful, and there are so many fun events going on. On the other hand, exams and papers are looming ahead.
I also remember these three weeks in senior year being stressful. At my high school, homecoming was the week before Christmas break. I was juggling to balance Spirit Week planning (hey, figuring out costumes is serious work) with my college applications and a pile of homework that never seemed to decrease. In that spirit, here are two tips to manage the stress and the holiday cheer.
by Emily on 11.29.2012
I snapped this photo on my way to class in Rosenkranz Hall, home of Yale's Jackson Institute for Global Affairs. Anyone else notice something Shakespearean out of place?
by Joshua on 04.15.2012
Recently, a lot of my friends have been tossing around the “one-half” idea. We’re sophomores (read: we’re old). Two years into college and we feel old.
No, maybe it’s not age. Maybe we just feel like we know this place. For almost two years, we have grown and Yale has grown. Exciting things are happening on campus: a new batch of Yale College Council Officers will be elected in the next few days, Yale will open a brand new college in Singapore in 2013, and two new residential colleges will open their doors to students in 2015. Yale is in motion.
by Lamtharn on 03.28.2012
Carbon nanotubes, hybrid photovoltaics, quantum dots or nanoparticles? Of the 800 labs I could choose from at Yale, it came down to these four. Which lab to choose? I didn’t realize it would be so easy to get in contact with professors and learn about their research!
by Lamtharn on 03.28.2012
Over spring break, I had the opportunity to attend the “50th New England Complex Fluids Workshop” held annually at Yale. My lab professor–Professor Eric Dufresne, who I will be working with this summer–is on the organizing committee for the conference. He thought the workshop would be a good opportunity for me to learn more about the world of Soft Matter Physics.
by Lamtharn on 03.28.2012
I had only heard about Scanning Electron Microscopes in textbooks until I saw a real one last week. Better still, the SEM was used to analyze nanoparticles I had made!
by Noam on 03.28.2012
One of my favorite classes this semester is called Survey of Theater & Drama. The class tracks the development of theater from ancient religious rituals to theater in the 21st Century. As part of the class, we are studying the origins of the American musical. One of the musicals that we are looking at is George Gershwin, DuBose Heyward, and Ira Gershwin’s 1935 musical Porgy and Bess.
by Michelle on 02.13.2012
In the midst of a chaotic midterm season, I found myself seated in an elaborately decorated room with a classmate. But rather than stressing over looming deadlines and late night study sessions, we found ourselves enchanted by scents of the apartment. We didn’t spend that night cramming for quizzes. Instead, we discussed the Spring Revolution with our professor, the former Egyptian ambassador, over a home cooked Egyptian meal. It was then that I truly realized what the vague phrase “undergraduate focus” really meant.