These days, I go to Whisk for more than just tea.
As an avid, perhaps slightly obsessed tea drinker, I quickly became a regular at Whisk, stopping by after breakfast, in between classes and on...
The loud quacking of my phone’s alarm rouses me at 7:45 a.m., then 8:05 a.m., then 8:10 a.m. and then 8:15 a.m. before I finally force myself to get up and change my pajama top for a sweater around...
As we reach the end of September, the conversation topic du jour has already degraded from catching up after the summer to excessively complaining about Georgetown’s mediocre facilities, the excessive...
This past weekend I attended Senior Retreat, where a mix of 63 veteran retreaters and first timers such as myself spent 24 hours reflecting on our four years of shared experience on the hilltop. Although...
