This time in the semester is always a delicate balance for me. First of all, Thanksgiving break is such a tease. You're home just long enough to get reacquainted with your couch, TV channels and home cooking,...
Over the course of my time at Georgetown, I've found that I have a difficult time sticking to certain personal goals that I set for myself. These are usually small things — new semester resolutions,...
It is October. Fall has arrived in earnest. The telltale signs are everywhere: the collective female population of Georgetown received the usual autumn memo that it is once again boots-and-sweater season,...
My friend recently likened life on a college campus to living inside the computer game "The Sims."Obviously, this comparison is not perfect because of minor details like our human freedom, or, more heartbreakingly,...
I am fairly certain that there has been discussion about the deterioration of society for as long as mankind has been able to sit around a fire and communicate. The next generation has been the older generation's...
I think I take for granted how much technology defines my college experience.
The most glaring example of this is Facebook. Honestly, how did anything get done before Facebook? Broadcasting events,...
I am compact disc kid.
I've long heard my parents' generation regale us children about the music they grew up with. My baby-boomer parents navigated their way through vinyl, LPs, 8-track tapes and...
When it comes to Thanksgiving break I suffer from delusions of grandeur.
I am now a junior here at Georgetown. And as cringe-worthy as that statement is for me (i.e., I am old, the real world is impending...
Effective methods of measuring success are elusive. How does one seek to define something so impervious to quantification? The lines between Success and Happiness blur easily - susceptible to prejudices,...
I know this much is true: I belong on the sidelines.
Most of my childhood (read: life) has been marked by failed forays into the world of athletics.
In gymnastics class, at age four, my instructor...
Snow days are magical.
As a kid growing up in Chicago, I cherished snow days because they were so elusive. There was not lack of snow, but the city was well bolstered against most types of weather attacks....
