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...time at Harvard has ingrained in me the fields worth participating in—volunteerism, academia, journalism, art—occupations that enrich society through positive change, truth, humor, and beauty. Being on a game show is just not one of those noble pursuits. I thought improving the world somehow completely defined me; That was a lie I told myself. I wanted to be on TV...and possibly win $120,000. If being on a national game show has taught me anything, it is that I am not and never will be my ideals. I didn’t reject...
...hero for the Quakers. After a missed clearance, junior Kwaku Nyamekye recovered and used his body to force Tasigianis to the outside, towards the corner of the box. Tasigianis did well to even get a shot off. The ball bounced to the far post, beat Harms, and somehow managed to trickle into the net.“In [overtime], it’s sort of one and done—you don’t really have time to recover,” Clark said.The game ended with celebrations from Penn, while the Crimson players were left to wonder what...
...Jumbotron here just showed a graphic with the helmets of Brown, Penn, and Harvard, with Penn's helmet in the lead, running down a football field under a headline that read "Race for the Ivy Title." Somehow, I feel like that's not right...
...render our deepest distrusts and dislikes mute for a couple of days. Accordingly, this film is a triumph of willed optimism (or perhaps more accurately, of grudging good nature) over unhappy experiences, though it does not make any large promises about the future of this family. It suffices that somehow all of its characters survive their forced intimacy intact, if not necessarily wiser for the experience. It seemed to me as I left the theater that A Christmas Tale was a little too jumpy for its own good, with too many characters and plot points hastily interwoven...
...Agers as well: the Wise Woman. Its slim plot revolves around Jess Conover, a young reporter at a Boston newspaper. Confused, adrift and emotionally anemic, Jess stumbles, seemingly by chance, on a classified ad in a newspaper: "Love has found you. Tell no one. Just come." Could the message somehow be intended for him? Chopra's loyal readers won't linger a nanosecond on that question. Jess's apparently random discovery of the ad, they will know, is an example of what Chopra calls "SynchroDestiny," a process in which the world around us lays out clues in order to draw...