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...

This time last year, I was just beginning my senior year in Los Angeles. My dress code up until December consisted of skirts, shorts, tank tops, light shirts and Converse sneakers. I didn’t own a pair...

Fox News inadvertently broadcasted a man’s suicide on Friday. The network aired live feed of a car chase near Phoenix, Ariz., including the final scene where the driver abandoned his car and shot himself...

The George Sherman Union is a magical land, is it not? Filled with wonderful food, friends and fun. After only some three years, I’ve now learned the proper way to execute the perfect GSU Experience...

I am alone in the library on a Friday afternoon and my pen just died. It’s really sad — you have to understand. It was my only one. I knew I’d be spending today on the third floor of Mugar, and...

I was editor of The Daily Free Press during the 1981–82 academic year. In October, I and four other members of the Free Press were arrested for trespassing at the Boston University police station, having...

Let’s you and I be honest with one another: John R. Silber was a son of a bitch. When I became editor of the Free Press in 1986, the first words he uttered to me, after an editorial he didn’t like,...

Love is a tricky emotion, especially in college. There are just so many aspects of being a college student on which to focus. Our interests range from athletics, to arts, to academics and span all the...