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 change people and that when they came back they would be so different I would have nothing in common... Read More

Spontaneity

So many of my friends are travelers. Some have studied abroad in the past, some are abroad now, or some have just traveled a lot on their own. I try to live vicariously through them, as if hearing about all their adventures will transfer some of their coolness to me. As excited as I get to hear their stories, I feel pangs of jealousy when I think about how little of the world I’ve experienced. My way of coping is by trying to take in as many tips and recommendations as I... Read More

Breaking Out of the BU Bubble

Sometimes in college it’s easy to forget about the real world. You get so caught up in your BU bubble that you can’t remember the last time you got off the B line and went to Coolidge Corner or visited a friend at Tufts. This is less of a problem at BU than it is on more isolated campuses, but I know I haven’t explored Boston as much as I would like to. There’s so much going on in my life that it seems silly to venture out of the crazy world of college... Read More

My Pseudo-Family

As I walked into Towers dining hall to grab lunch, I saw a familiar face. There was Lauren Lutz, sitting at one of the tall tables near the entrance. As usual, a tiny corner of the table was reserved for her half eaten plate of food and the rest of the table was covered by textbooks, notebooks, and a laptop. I have trouble concentrating even when I’m not surrounded by a hungry mob of college students, so I’ve never understood why she chooses to work in the least studious... Read More