The Heights

Senior Year: Priceless Memories, Pricey Bills

Mary Perez • February 23, 2025

Seniors are constantly encouraged to say “yes” to every experience that comes their way, but no one seems to mention the expensive price tag attached. Saying “yes” inevitably means saying “goodbye” to the limited stockpile of cash seniors have saved over the last four years.

Free at Last

Mary Perez • October 21, 2024

I used to think closure could only be achieved through deep conversations and attempts to understand one another, like the dramatic scenes you see in movies. Admittedly, I have seen too many of these examples and may need to touch grass more often. My experiences never go down in the typical Hollywood fashion.

On Being Content Where You Are

Jenny Hotchkiss • September 29, 2024

Freshman year, it felt almost impossible not to compare everything about my college life to the college lives of my friends at other schools. From classes to dining halls and dorm decor to social life, I found myself constantly comparing and contrasting my experiences with the experiences of others, trying to anxiously convince myself that I lived a life just as fun and fulfilling as my friends’.

Setting the World Ablaze

Mary Perez • September 17, 2024

Fire destroys, so why do the Jesuits tell us to go and set the world aflame? Maybe they just want a new world order where Jesuits reign supreme and everyone has a liberal arts education. Reflecting as a BC senior, however, I believe Saint Ignatius had a less dictatorial image in mind.

Time is Passing, But Are You?

Punnya Kalapurakkel • September 17, 2024

Time passes even as I type these words. Time passes as I worry about time passing. Time passes as I ponder what to do about time passing.

Last Firsts

Pat Connell • September 10, 2024

I find myself starting my final school year and its two remaining semesters. I intend to fully embrace the thirty weeks or 210 days I have left.

Whatever You Live Will Be Life

Olivia Franceschini • April 28, 2024

In the spring of 2020, a few months before I was an official Boston College student in the Class of 2024, I was a disenchanted high school senior with no idea of what the future might hold. I was perpetually tired, perennially anxious, and in desperate need of direction.