The post-party nighttime trek from the apartments to Hilgard Avenue is treacherous. It’s cold, difficult to navigate in heels and kind of scary.
Safe Rides, a service offered by Cru, an on-campus Christian organization, aims to eliminate the harrowing journey for homeward-bound women on Thursday nights.

It’s been a year since the UCLA tobacco ban went into effect, and although the steps of Powell Library are now free of smokers and their litter, other spots have seen a surge of smokers and cigarette butts.

As a UCLA student, if you decide to take some time out of your day to save three lives, you’re rewarded with a movie ticket and a sippy juice box.

My sophomore year is poorly documented because I did not enjoy posing for pictures that showed off my breakouts.
But my Facebook profile doesn’t seem to be the only place where depictions of acne are generally absent.

Getting out of the Westwood bubble has proven to be a crucial part of my UCLA education. Unfortunately, during much of my first and second years here, exploring Los Angeles actually just meant traveling even farther west than Westwood.

The images of devastation inundating the news media from Typhoon Haiyan in the Philippines seem far removed from students going about their business at UCLA.
It is clear, though, by walking down Bruin Walk that many UCLA students are giving money in the hopes of helping.

Studying at UCLA is a young person’s game.
The quintessential UCLA student in most people’s minds will invariably be someone aged 18 to 22. Joe Bruin, certainly, cannot be much older than 19.