“Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.” So wrote William Shakespeare, and in addition, unknowingly gave license for people to indulge in centuries of arrogance and egotism.
Deck The Halls For The Holidays
Even if you have a single room and are the only one who will ever see it, a successful Boston College campus requires everyone to have the Christmas spirit.
COLUMN: Student In College?
By: Lucy Smukler
You roll over in bed, and look at the clock. In the warmth and darkness of your double, you read the numbers 1-0-3-0. It’s 10:30 a.m. on a Saturday, and you have to start drinking in an hour.
COLUMN: Collegiate Nomads
By: Lucy Smukler
I’ll be honest, sometimes I dread coming back to school. It’s not that I hate Boston College or wish I was back in high school, but I always seem to struggle with the transition between school and home.
Why Bartending Is The Best Job Ever
The soundtrack of the greatest summer of my life: pint glasses of Sam Adams Summer Ale clanging against wooden surfaces, Bruins hockey sticks scraping against the ice on flat screen TVs, guitar riffs of ’80s rock songs blasting from the jukebox, and the shake-shake-shaking and mix-mix-mixing of blueberry mojitos and a million rum-and-cokes.
COLUMN: The Elephant In The Room
By: Lucy Smukler
I’m psyched to see that BC and OHP are taking steps to draw attention to such prevalent health issues as eating disorders, but I’ve noticed a substantial gap. What about counseling services?
Not What You Know, But How You Show
I’m a communication major.” It elicits a blank reaction.
COLUMN: Waiting For An Email…
By: Lucy Smukler
For Americans across the nation, Sept. 11, 2001 will be forever engrained in our memories. Flash forward to Sept. 11, 2013, just a few short days ago. I flipped on the news and watched President Obama partaking in a moment of silence. That’s when it hit me-I hadn’t gotten an email.
I’d Rather Be A Spaniard
They say to write about what you know. Unfortunately, for the next three and a half months, this will be almost impossible.
Every Person Is A Person
There are currently 7,108,685,580 people on Earth. That number increased by about 15 as soon as I finished writing that sentence, and because that comma made you pause for half of a second it just increased by another 10. Every single one of those people born will be a person. They’ll be a child, have their first kiss and a favorite movie, maybe even go to summer camp or get married, and eventually die. You may not realize it right now, but you’ll never fully understand this concept. Never. And it’s not your fault.