What I wrote in my journal abroad didn’t seem worth sharing since many entries were half-formed thoughts. But there’s more there than I initially realized. I wrote for the hell of it — which, I think, is the best type of writing. Now, I'm diving into my unfiltered journal entries from abroad — they’re raw, real and vulnerable. 

In any other context, to “get duked” means to get punched or attacked, but a new film contains another, somewhat less common meaning: getting pursued by the Duke of Edinburgh himself.

When I was younger, I would walk for miles and miles with my dad around neighborhoods in New York City. We would usually wake up early, make some breakfast, take the short train ride into the city and...

As my fellow Terriers posted their Facebook goodbyes and embarked, together, for points beyond Commonwealth Avenue, I similarly departed. However, I did so alone, and for a country where I knew not a soul. Though...