Georgetown reminds me to always check the mail. However thin the envelope might have been, its contents have led me to this moment today. Since making my decision to attend Georgetown, there have been...
Two years ago, I made a deal with myself: Transfer or graduate early. I remember the day I spoke to my dean about my intentions to graduate early, initially my backup plan if transferring did not work...
Georgetown, my heart. Thank you.
Thank you for surrounding me with passionate, intelligent, driven and justice-seeking people. Thank you for teaching me the importance of speaking up and speaking...
When I was considering Georgetown, I repeatedly asked people to explain the meaning of cura personalis. The idea was simple enough, but I could not wrap my mind around how a university could live out...
“It’s hard to be humble when you’re from Georgetown.”
For years, the cheeky saying stared back at me from a needlepoint pillow in my parents’ bedroom. It belongs to my dad, Robert Gerard...
In reflecting upon our time on the Hilltop, there are several words that immediately come to mind. Hoya Saxa, cura personalis, Jesuits and basketball are just a few of the phrases we can all remember seeing...
Do you remember being serenaded at convocation to the tune of "Wake Up Everybody" by two seniors who demanded we look beyond our personal needs and leverage our privilege to benefit the world? I do. My...
I have always been a busy bee who loves making a difference by contributing to my community. So, when I arrived at Georgetown four years ago, I dove head-first into all the activities Georgetown had to...
May 20, 2011: According to universally debunked scientific theories and globally mocked doomsday scholars, this Saturday will be significant for reasons other than Georgetown's commencement. Allegedly,...
I only found out about Georgetown University through my random college searches as a senior in high school. My parents, strict Vietnamese refugee immigrants, were disappointed that their daughter didn't...
