Through my desire to have an exciting plot, I have met amazing people who never make my life boring. I’ve faced challenges in my “plot” that tested my limits, but they ultimately helped me experience the world.
The Show Must Go On
I felt like I was reminiscing with a departing friend as we all sat around recounting our favorite jokes and picking which episode to watch next, knowing the show would soon exist only in my memories.
Embracing Your Inner Deipnosophist: Finding New Meaning at the Dinner Table
When we act as deipnosophists, we understand the importance of talking during a meal. We take what is already great about food—both the comforting and symbolic aspects—and make it better by adding meaning to the otherwise casual, surface-level conversation.
An Ode to Shenanigans
Be completely honest with yourself for a minute, when was the last time you participated in a shenanigan? A little tomfoolery? Horseplay? I’m going to go out on a limb and say it’s been a while since you let yourself have fun.
A Love Letter to Freshman Year
Although I can hardly believe it, I—like nearly 2,500 other Boston College students—am nearing the end of my freshman year.
You Might Be the A-Hole
Oftentimes, the people that wrong us—those “liars, cheaters, and backstabbers”—were once cherished people in our eyes.
The Culture War’s Trojan Horse
The frontlines of the American “Culture War” continue to grow, as school districts across the country sweep books off the shelves amid pressure from parents, the state, or school boards.
Less Is More: The Law of Diminishing Marginal Returns
It’s a principle we can apply to anything, including studying. Just because it is an economics principle doesn’t mean it is exclusive to economics. Eventually, there comes a point where we lose focus—where there is nothing more we can possibly do.
The Most Interesting Man in the World
As we go through the long job search ahead of us, I think it is imperative that we find careers that don’t feel like jobs.
Creativity: Bottomless Well or a Needy Garden
It’s a rather odd confession to make, but I must say I’ve reached the point in my semester where I am starting to regret that my creativity is not boundless.