Every morning on my way to class I, like most BU students who live in Allston, walk past Planned Parenthood. It’s a beautiful building composed with deep red bricks and polished steel which sits unassumingly...

It’s been a little over a month, and I would like to think that moving from a three-story house to half a dorm room has been no hassle at all. However, it’s hard to remember that it’s not just a...

After being at college for two months, separated from my home in California, I’ve been more than ready to have my dad visit. In order to avoid the craziness of Parents’ Weekend in Boston, he decided...

In life, there are those days when your brain’s not working, your eyes and your butt hurt and you’re thinking, “I just really don’t want to touch my computer ever again.” I am right in the...

It is a known fact that London is home to everlasting drizzle and grey skies, but it is not until you live there that you realize that while rain is generally not preferable weather, it is essential to...

I find myself constantly battling with an inner contradiction. I like order. I like to plan things in advance. I have to constantly know of what my day will consist of. That’s obviously unrealistic...

Humans are perhaps instinctively inclined to adopt principles of reasoning — everything has a cause and an explanation. I was so in love with the sincerity of objectivity that I began my Boston University...

Freshman 15? Bring it on. I spent the three-day weekend on my feet, walking up and down Commonwealth Avenue after an hour at FitRec and then strolling across Boston to Cambridge with my sister. Replace...

I have heard many times that the people you meet in college will be your friends for life. When I was 17, just beginning to apply to colleges, this statement seemed ridiculous. I had my friends for life...

The Other Guy: He destroyed our economy and took away your jobs. That Guy (aka The Weenie): Under his reign, the country, nay, the world has become a worse place. That Stupid Idiot: All he wants to...

When I picture the American dream, I think of the perfectly manicured lawns in “Edward Scissor Hands.” I think of families huddled around a radio, listening to old programs such as “The Shadow”...

We all start our first year with a plan that will get us through the semester. Some of us aim for great grades, a social life like never before or getting involved with activities and causes. “Indulge...