As a kid, being called a “copycat” felt like the most hurtful insult I could receive. Well-meaning adults would attempt to offer consolation, saying “Imitation is the highest form of flattery,” but this adage was no match for my crushed 10-year-old ego.
The (Limiting) Language of Love
So how can love span both mutual and unreciprocated feelings, encompass romance and platonism, and be both given and felt? By using the word in such a variety of ways, we are simultaneously overgeneralizing and severely restricting love in our language.
The Setup for a Scheme: Part 1
A scheme is a secret, systematic plan developed over an extended timeframe, aiming to create joy for others. It culminates in one giant “reveal” moment.
The Importance of Mateship, the ANZACs, and Us: A Lorikeet Among the Eagles
The Ode of Remembrance is a verse I have committed to memory since I was at least 6 years old. And as I sit and write this, mere moments from the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, it is echoing in my mind.
If You Don’t Feel Mortified at Least Once a Week, You’re Not Living Life to the Fullest
The value of painful emotions is twofold. First, they serve as a signal of your deeper character—for example, sadness might be a signal that you are compassionate. Second, painful emotions are a call to action.
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.
Romanticizing Life: Just a Trend?
In a world where working yourself to exhaustion is respected as part of “the grind,” it is important to create moments of peace.
Extracting Whimsy from the Mundane: the Manic Pixie Dream Girl’s Guide to Valentine’s Day
Although I can wholeheartedly understand the anti-Valentine’s sentiment—my forever valentine is none other than my dear mother—I cannot say that I feel the same. Valentine’s Day has always been my favorite holiday.
Broken (Lollipop) Hearts and Hope
I won’t lie and say that Valentine’s Day is something I’m looking forward to this year. I know it won’t be filled with the type of romance you read about in Jane Austen novels, but I’ve at least learned how to make it bearable.
“Love” Means Nothing
Hookup culture, however, is not an expression of love or affection—it is rather a search for self-worth. But why would I need to find worth in others when I was showered in love from birth? I believe it is because we have started to question the sources of love and confidence around us.