Tag Archives: 30 columns 2015

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. Much to my surprise, I found my name after staring at the list of accepted photojournalism interns for the better part of two minutes. It was […]

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. I wanted to go to a fantastical location that was remote, where it rained often and I could set up camp and be […]

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. It felt like stepping back in time. It was also deafeningly loud and had a lingering, unidentifiable stench – but that’s besides the point. Ancient machines heaved blank […]

I never believed I was meant to be a journalist. I am 5 feet 2 inches tall and hardly have a commanding figure. I spent 12 years in Catholic school and was often taught to be kind but somewhat deferential to others. It wasn’t easy for the 17-year-old, shy and awkward girl I was – […]

I’ve never liked reading newspapers. I find them uncomfortably large when opened, and I’ve never been able to turn their pages without them trying to fall all over the place. They’re supposed to be effective conduits of important information but have the navigation scheme of a “Choose Your Own Adventure” novel. I start at the […]

I fell in love with photography in a high school darkroom. More specifically, I fell in love with the process. The flow of dipping prints from one chemical into another to the constant beat of a ticking clock was mesmerizing. For a high school senior with few real outlets for creativity, I found myself captivated […]

Some people live in the same house, on the same street, in the same town for most of their lives before they pack up and leave for college. Not me. I was already living on my own in an apartment in San Diego – my 13th home – three days after graduating high school. Growing […]