The great power competition between the United States and China spans multiple sectors of the global economy. Most recently, it has played a growing role in the rise of gold prices. In today’s political landscape, concerns about inflation, fiscal sustainability, and U.S. foreign policy toward China all influence the price of this valuable resource. During…
Seniors are constantly encouraged to say “yes” to every experience that comes their way, but no one seems to mention the expensive price tag attached. Saying “yes” inevitably means saying “goodbye” to the limited stockpile of cash seniors have saved over the last four years.
The appointment of Rev. Jack Butler, S.J., as Boston College’s next president marks a critical turning point for the University. With only two presidents in the past 52 years, this transition offers a rare opportunity for BC to embrace change and growth. The Heights believes that Butler is well-positioned to be an effective University president and usher in a new era for BC.
While packing for freshman year the summer of 2022, I brought everything—from quote books to monogrammed wine glasses. A silver leather jacket, eccentric sneakers, cheetah-print tops, colorful sandals, and chunky jewelry have all sat in my wardrobe for the past three years, traveling with me to every room I’ve lived in at BC. Thanks to my inability to clean out my room, countless miscellaneous garments remain in my tiny dorm to this day.
Just two weeks before the start of my freshman year, I was welcomed into a community that completely shifted the trajectory of both my life and experience here at BC. The BC F1RST College Transition Program (CTP) provides support and guidance to help students succeed. They offer programs that foster relationships with faculty, encourage the use of university resources, and cultivate intentional connections that will benefit students throughout their college careers. It was truly heaven-sent for a student like me, who grew up in Georgia and was moving across the country for the first time in my life.
At Boston College, the visions of a typical college—Maruchan ramen and red solo cups—quickly fade to something out of a Pinterest board. When I visited as a high school senior, I was not only left gasping at the staggering gothic architecture and perfectly manicured lawns, but also by the seemingly perfect students. They were abnormally attractive. Like the grounds, they didn’t have a hair out of place, and if their puffer wasn’t Canada Goose, it was Moncler.
This memory didn’t turn out to be an illusion
I think we are the first generation where sex is less awkward to talk about than dating. In order to not further risk my chances of getting into heaven, I’ll be talking about the latter—I’m told BC priests read these articles every now and then. Strap in! In case you didn’t know, Merriam-Webster defines date as “the brown, oblong edible fruit of a palm (Phoenix dactylifera).”
About a month ago, I turned 20. This wasn’t sudden—I knew it was coming. It didn’t sneak up from behind or jump out from under my bed. In the back of my mind, there had been a slow countdown to the date that had been in my calendar since Jan. 11, 2005. Still, I wasn’t ready for how weird it would feel to no longer be a teenager.
My best childhood memories are a patchwork of my time spent in Otis Wood Lands, a small community exploding with my family’s history. Over forty years ago, my grandfather and his brother each bought small cabins in Otis, a tiny town in rural Massachusetts.
The Morrissey College of Arts and Sciences falls short on transparency by failing to clearly disclose when graduate teaching assistants are teaching courses and leaving students in the dark about who is actually behind the lectern.
