If you don’t visit the Boston Public Library once during your time at BC, you’ve failed terribly at your duties as a human being.

I didn’t deserve to be a Metro columnist. But this year something changed.

Last week, my off-campus house wasn’t the only one to receive an unexpected delivery.

I left this summer with new memories, a more vibrant passport, and a souvenir or two.

These newbies had something I didn’t: an excitement about the upcoming year of college that I had completely lost.