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...night at MIT besides the chance I had to meet some interesting people. I’d heard from others that just the day before, both the main campus and Beacon Street were abuzz with parties. The last time I was there, things were going on all over the place. What my friends and I went through seems like an unlucky case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time...

Author: By LI S. ZHOU, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: MIT | 2/18/2010 | See Source »

Dorothy might say, “There’s no place like home,” but the No. 5 Harvard men’s squash (5-4, 4-2), which lost at its home court to No. 4 Princeton (10-3, 5-1) two weeks ago, hopes there will be “no place like New Haven...

Author: By Catherine E. Coppinger, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Road to Team Title Starts With Old Foe | 2/18/2010 | See Source »

Last year, Harvard took home fourth place, and Princeton came in second. No. 1 Trinity won the national title in 2009, extending its Potter Cup championship streak...

Author: By Catherine E. Coppinger, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Road to Team Title Starts With Old Foe | 2/18/2010 | See Source »

Tufts at first seemed like a perfect fantasy option, ripe with potential and waiting to spring to life. We had a friend who knew about a party—a big one, with frat-ish people doing keg stands all over the place, and thousands of girls just waiting to slay themselves at our feet the moment they first got a peek at our Harvard gear. After all, isn’t this exactly what happened in high school?  But we would brush away the siren fingers that playfully traced...

Author: By Alexander J. Ratner and Lillian Yu, CRIMSON STAFF WRITERS | Title: Tufts | 2/18/2010 | See Source »

...bantering in French with our cab driver, we eventually learned that frats were apparently the place to party at Tufts. Throwing all of our faith into the genial man, we soon found ourselves en route to frat row. As we drifted along the empty streets, we heard the muffled hum of what we hoped and prayed might just be Ke$ha. Desperately and sketchily, we leaned out the window and asked (demanded?  Leeringly yelled?) the first collegiate-looking bunch we saw on the street where we could break a move or maybe find a quasi-pseudo-valentine. They...

Author: By Alexander J. Ratner and Lillian Yu, CRIMSON STAFF WRITERS | Title: Tufts | 2/18/2010 | See Source »

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