There is something so ethereal about eating fruit in the sun. Strawberries specifically, in my opinion, but it doesn’t really matter which fruit. I have the biggest—and I cannot emphasize this enough—soft...

This column contains descriptions of one person’s experience with depression and other mental health related struggles which some readers may find upsetting. If you or someone you know is in distress,...

We’ve arrived, inevitably, at the end of things. Three years and thousands of words have all been building to this moment: my final column. There are a few dozen versions of this where I rehash the...

I never knew that a black dog plushie could make me feel so many things. I was visiting my older sister this past weekend, hoping to catch up and unwind from quite the busy week. While we certainly...

Since returning to school for the spring semester, I’ve caught myself indulging in a new guilty pleasure. But unlike the typical guilty pleasure, I’m more than happy to share it with all of you. Usually,...

Before reading further, it should be noted that this is not to discredit any obstacles you’ve overcome and continue to trudge through.  People talk about all the hardships that come with being...

One of my favorite extracurriculars at BC (aside from writing for The Heights, of course) is my position as an e-board member for the International Club of Boston College (ICBC). I joined freshman year...

It is unbelievable to think that we, as college students, are living in a historic time. In the lapse of just two years, we have lived through a pandemic and are now watching war unfold abroad. Past realities...

There is nothing more unsatisfying than waking up from a nap and still feeling unrested. As someone who took an unsavory nap today, I can say with all due passion and emphasis that it is one of the most...

Following Russia’s invasion of Ukraine, photos of gas station billboards advertising prices up to $5.57 per gallon in California have shocked and stressed consumers. These record-setting prices, averaging...

For my penultimate column, we’re going to time travel. Why? Because, unfortunately, all that’s old is new again. (And also it was better than other suggestions like settling scores and relitigating...

On a cold December afternoon, one of my roommates walked into my room, gesturing at her phone and a GroupMe titled “BAHAMAS 2022” that included roughly 200 members of our class, and said, “So, are...