I just came back from my third Alternative Spring Break trip, and it was refreshingly wonderful. Every year on these trips, one song emerges as the “trip song.” It usually comes from a set of three...

I’m writing this as I sit on a bus headed for New York. Today is Feb. 28, 2015, and as I pondered that fact nearly 10 minutes ago, it occurred to me the deadline for the summer job I had decided I...

This Valentine’s Day, I woke up late, saw a matinee showing of the Vagina Monologues with four other men, made a sandwich, worked the 10:00 p.m. to 1:00 a.m. graveyard shift at Hoya Snaxa and listened...

It seems my roommates and most of my friends have begun applying for consulting internships this summer. This is a holy rite of passage for Georgetown juniors. I spent the last three weeks biting my fingernails...

Over winter break I had coffee with the girl I dated in high school. “Dated” is a strong way of putting it — we spent a summer together after junior year. She lived in Connecticut, where I grew...