Crimson opinion writer
Robert Miranda '20 is an Editorial Chair of the 146th Guard. He studies English and lives in Pforzheimer House.
Crimson opinion writer Robert Miranda can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org. Follow them on Twitter @robservations_.
I was brought back to October 13, 2006 (of course, a Friday), when I’d attended a Barnes & Noble on the other side of town to attend a midnight launch party for “The End,” the final installment in the series.
“Let’s grab a meal sometime” is the largest missed opportunity in a campus full of students who love nothing more than opportunity.
What I loved about San Simeon then and now was its simplicity.
I write this as an English concentrator who would have declared Government had I not shopped a certain English course last fall—one I hadn’t initially considered.
I won’t mince words: Harvard’s General Education system lacks general education.
Housing Day is one of celebration, not despair. It’s a day in which the entire Harvard community comes together and celebrates a unique tradition found nowhere else.
For those of us who struggle with belonging at Harvard, we need to be honest and comfortable with reconciling our many sides—we just need to be comfortable in the middle.
With the sudden drop in temperature came an equally precipitous golden cascade of leaves, silently floating off the dying trees, coming to rest on the worn reds of the brick sidewalks.
Loneliness is universal. It does not discriminate. And it unfortunately is a keystone of the sought-after Harvard experience that isn’t publicized in glossy brochures.
Instead of standing up for their decision and following through with the principles they acted upon by appointing Manning, the Kennedy School has caved to ideological pressure.
I’ve realized it’s important to not rely on anyone else’s definition of happiness or its often-conflated brother, success. Happiness is not always success, nor is the converse always true.
We’ve got twenty cafes in the Square, and similar numbers of clothing stores. We need some sense of uniqueness. Harvard Square is not a strip mall. (That’s what New Haven is for.)