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Ricketts Hovse hosted a Norse-themed interhouse party Saturday night, transforming the space with decorated columns, runic wall designs, and DJ booth styled in Ricketts’ signature gothic aesthetic.

I am currently sitting in front of my computer, definitely too late considering that I have to wake up at 6… and it is already the a.m., with me staring at a problem set that I intuitively understand is unsolvable, much like the broader equation of my life.

I received this writing assignment some time ago, but while trying to leave graduate school in one piece, it took longer than expected to sit down and write it. This opinion piece is aimed primarily at fellow Caltech undergraduates who are considering or applying to Ph.D. programs. Junior graduate students in their first few years, especially those interested in an academic research path, may also find it relevant, or at least unsettling.

“What do a Waring blender, a wooden toothpick, and CRISPR have in common?” This was the question that Prof. Dianne Newman asked during the first lecture in Microbial Genetics.

Happy New Year, Tech readers! Time to review the final three coffee shops featured in the 2025 Pasadena Coffee Passport!

“This past summer I was fortunate enough to have been awarded a San Pietro travel prize. This enabled me to travel to Germany, Austria and Switzerland – countries I’ve wanted to travel to ever since I took my first high school German class seven years ago.”

Happy New Year to the loyal readers of my wildlife column! With ample winter rain and a lower likelihood of wildfires this year, it feels fitting to begin the term by turning our attention to aquatic animals and the ecosystems they inhabit.

Last term, Caltech cosplayed as Stanford for a week. Fortunately (or unfortunately), it was not a prank, but instead a large filming operation for the upcoming film “The Love Hypothesis,” an adaptation of Ali Hazelwood’s novel of the same name.

I had to excuse myself to the bathroom after this one. Just sat there in the stall crying, trying to be quiet. It felt embarrassing, but also, I couldn’t stop because it felt like something inside me was finally breaking open.