I wondered if food trucks were missing out on the large customer segment that wanted healthy meals. My survey data suggested that healthy food trucks weren’t doing enough to reach these people and fight the stereotype surrounding food trucks in general. However, if they could solve this disconnect, a mutually beneficial outcome could be achieved.
There will always be people who don’t like you, who want to be mean to you and who will put you down. It is impossible to control others, but we do have control over ourselves. When it comes to bullying, we have to worry less about the bullies and more about the victims.
Our constant consumption on and multitasking across various technologies may actually be training our brains to focus for smaller increments of time, which further decreases our ability to efficiently complete our work.
Even in the midst of all the demand for compromise in recent years, rarely do we hear a call for voters to compromise their own political beliefs and expectations of the political system and politicians.
Although Gutmann is comfortably in the one percent, she deserves a break.
Here’s what I have to say to the 18-year-old future Dr. Robert Hsu.
It can be difficult to come down from the “high” of freshman year into the reality of sophomore year.
Many students are reluctant to give research a go because they view it as a boring or isolating activity. But, in reality, research is an extremely collaborative process, one that epitomizes creativity in an academic field.
I’ve blown my cover too many times to be considered a real American agent.
Living in Philadelphia has pushed me further outside of my comfort zone than most of my classes at Penn have.
I’ve realized so much of life is plain trial and error. As all of our moms used to tell us when we refused to try new food: if you never try it, how will you know that you don’t like it? The same applies to life.
In hindsight, I did have time. But I didn’t think it was important to make time to relax, catch up with friends, exercise and sleep.
I used to think hard work was like working at a restaurant: if I put in enough hours, I would receive what I want. High school was pretty much the same story. I would work hard and cash my efforts in for a handful of As at the end of every semester. But college is different.
It’s been almost a year since I, along with other regular decision applicants, got into Penn. Even though March 30, 2011 seems like a while ago, I try to remind myself how fortunate I am to be at Penn.
Glee’s success to date gives it the potential to reverse ignorant views of gays and lesbians that plague society.
Humans come in different shapes, sizes and colors, but any two share 99.9% of their DNA. Somehow, we still tend to see ourselves as separate living entities from other people.
I may be a disillusioned music-purist who needs to face the music, but I see a troubling trend that is set to ruin an art form I revere greatly.
Diversity is multi-dimensional, and we overlook the fact that it encompasses all aspects of our lives, including our religion, socioeconomic status, intelligence, hobbies and interests.
The community-service world does not need leaders to create more organizations with identical platforms; instead, the world needs more willing supporters.
The possibility of hating my new life never crossed my mind once before I came to Penn. Two months later, I have realized that there have been moments during which I hated school.