Oxford seems unwilling to let me have a bad day. Take the last 72 hours, for example. They had all the potential to be terrible..

With the start of any new stage of my life – January 1st, a new school year, my birthday – I am always eager to..

I was woken up this morning by the blaring sound of a fire alarm. I had missed the dorm introduction session, explaining what to do..

Some things about England: It’s cold. Buy-a-scarf-and-hat-and-sweater-and-sweatpants cold. It’s rainy. When I was a moody pre-teen, I insisted rain was my favorite kind of weather...

Wednesday morning was a familiar routine. Wake up, get dressed, wipe tears, kiss goodbye. Count luggage, more tears, climb in car, drive to airport. It’s..