“It’s All Part of the Fun” – On Mopeds and Good Bad Days
Machines break. Some more than others. For those of us who ride mopeds, our machines fall into the “more often than others” category. Although it limits the reliability of mopeds, fixing a broken moped is half the fun of owning one. I should be clear: when I say moped, I’m not talking about those shiny Vespas some folks buy up at Herb Chambers on Brighton Ave –... Read More
The Only Thing We Have to Fear is… Fear Itself!
Four years is a long time. A lot can happen in four years, especially if those four years are in college because college is a very tumultuous chapter in a person’s life. Often students go away to college and have to experience being on their own for the first time. Without Mom and Dad around to make sure they are doing the right thing, it is up to the students to be able to... Read More
Forword Thinking: Survivor
11:00 pm already? This is what I think when I look at the clock and realize I still have so much to do. The week before finals week is always the worst. Professors realize the year is coming to an end and decide to slap us with a project or two or a paper or three. And the last two weeks are our time to prove our worth. I imagine myself the gladiator fighting an opponent—another... Read More
The Fluidity of Friendship
Every semester, people come in and out of my life. Friends study abroad, others graduate, and some just lose touch for no reason in particular. It used to make me really sad when good friends of mine left, whether it was just for a semester or forever. I selfishly wanted everyone I cared about to stay in Boston until I was ready to leave. I was also afraid that study abroad would... Read More
“The tools are here.”
Four more days. Three not counting this one. That’s been my conversation starter for the past week, mostly because of summer’s rapid approach. It has been in the back of my head. I am especially proud about the conclusion of my first year in college because that means I am quarter of the way there. I just finished the first of four marathons. It’s a road that... Read More
The Sickest Place on Campus
Dude! It has been a year-long toil but I decided on my favorite spots on campus (for right now anyway). Ready? (And your dorm doesn’t count…no, neither does anyone else’s…even if you slept over) The GSU What isn’t at the GSU? It has some of the tastiest food on campus. Have you had Panda Express’ sweet fire chicken? It has BU Central in the basement... Read More
Akidagain
Recently the UnCommon Discussion had a 90′s theme. During the 90′s many of us were kids, so that begs the question, do you remember what it was like to be a kid? This past weekend, I had a reminder. This past weekend I participated in hosting a pre-frosh (a prospective student who is still a baby senior) organized by BU’s Admissions Student Diversity Board (ASDB).... Read More
No Distractions.
David Bowie, 70s pop-star and actor was recently quoted saying, “People are so fucking dumb. Nobody reads anymore, nobody goes out and looks and explores the society and culture that they were brought up in. People have attention spans of 5 seconds and as much depth as a glass of water.” When I read that, I sat back and actually thought about it—because in my book,... Read More
Beauty
Maybe it’s because I’m Latina, maybe it’s because neither my mother nor my mentors are sizes 0, 2 or 4 but I’ve never defined beauty by size. I can’t. Naturally thin, boy-shaped, curvy, flat chested, voluptuous or big-assed women are all realities. At BU it’s easy to forget that. The standard body type here is tall, thin (with moderate curves),... Read More
Finite vs Infinite
While this post might be all too short and brooding, it has been a strong presence in my mind as of late. In the midst of exams, the countdown to graduation, professors with a god-complex, crazy ex boyfriends and questions like “What the hell am I going to do with my life?”, I have found peace in remembering what is finite and what is infinite. Things that are finite:... Read More
