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.
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.
Although I can hardly believe it, I—like nearly 2,500 other Boston College students—am nearing the end of my freshman year.
Oftentimes, the people that wrong us—those “liars, cheaters, and backstabbers”—were once cherished people in our eyes.
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.
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.
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.
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.
In a world where working yourself to exhaustion is respected as part of “the grind,” it is important to create moments of peace.
Let’s talk about safe sex and everything that goes with it. Although there are student organizations on Boston College’s campus doing a great deal of work to support healthy conversations about safe sex, BC refuses to acknowledge their work or provide support of its own through University Health Services (UHS).
