Placards such as “Policy & Advocacy,” “Sea Levels & Weather,” and “Energy & Technology” were placed around the room to facilitate conversations in those topics.
A blood drive will be held in La Sala de Puerto Rico on the second floor of the student center next Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday from 1 p.m. – 6 p.m. and next Tuesday from 8 a.m. – 1 p.m. Visit the following website for more details and to make an appointment: http://web.mit.edu/blood-drive/www/.
Sivaraman hopes students will use FireRoad as “their primary way to plan their time at MIT.”
The center is in part a response to recommendations from student groups, including the Black Students’ Union, Black Graduate Student Association, undergraduate women, and the LBGTQ community.
This IAP, several programming competitions provided interested students the opportunity to learn new skills, practice old ones, and collaborate with — or compete against — their peers.
West criticized MIT, stating that MIT is “in denial of the catastrophic” and instead focuses on smaller problems.
People, institutions, and the relationships within all grow and change over time. We can’t be afraid of that; in fact, we should embrace it. Perhaps in the best relationships, partners grow alongside one another, committing to both give and take in a mutual exchange built on reciprocal trust and respect.
While I probably exist in the same realm of reality you occupy, Mei exists in the world of American Panda, the brainchild of MIT graduate Gloria Chao. American Panda, at first glance, is just a standard bildungsroman with a few reader-attracting tweaks: its protagonist’s main quest is to find a compromise between her parent’s goals for her future and her own, with a side battle that is Surviving MIT. But American Panda is not exactly that.
Bejar, along with the half dozen other members of Destroyer performed at The Sinclair near Harvard Square. Much like the opening lines of “Tinseltown Swimming in Blood,” from the latest album Ken, the group’s performance featured wonderfully colorful and evocative phrases that complemented each other with a surprising and wonderful strangeness.
It was nice to be in a theater seat, not jostling for a view of the stage, able to lean back and soak in the untroubled vibrations of Rostam’s creations. There was something very special about being able to hear tunes I know and love performed live, but not feeling pressured to shout along, or cheer louder than anybody else.
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