If you’re anything like us here at 4E, you probably freaked out pretty hard when you found out Hillary was coming to campus. I mean, after all, “What Dreams Are Made Of” is a modern classic.
But after watching “The Lizzie McGuire Movie” for the umpteenth time in order to prepare ourselves for what we thought would be the first stop in the 2017 Hillary Duff Comeback Tour, we noticed something a little odd about our email invitations to the event in Gaston Hall on Friday.
The invitation didn’t say Hillary Duff, it said HillaryRodham Clinton. This couldn’t be.
Last we’d heard, the former Secretary of State and pantsuit-aficionado was lost deep in the woods of Chappaqua, New York with her dogs. We wanted to do something about it, but sending a search team to look for America’s most accomplished grandma isn’t a part of The Hoya‘s budget.
At first, we didn’t know what to think. After months of #FakeNews, we didn’t know if we could even trust our own eyes. But there it was right in front of us.
The Hon. Hillary Rodham Clinton is coming to the Hilltop!
Since the announcement, questions have arisen.
Do we get in line at 3 AM or 4 AM?
Should we wear that old campaign T-shirt we haven’t been able to look at since November 8th without vigorously crying?
Will she mention Trump?
(Editor’s note: In a perfect world, he would show up at the speech too and they’d have a wizard’s duel à la McGonagall and Snape in “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows” over the presidency but hey, we get that that might be asking for a little too much. In fairness though, Healy Hall has always reminded us of Hogwarts.)
Whatever Hillz says, we’re sure it’ll be memorable. Almost as memorable as that time she won the popular vote by a few million votes and somehow still didn’t become president! Hahaha you’re so funny @ElectoralCollege! We’ll never get over that one! #TBT
Oh and Bill, if you see this, feel free to come too. We promise to get you lots of balloons.
In case you live under a rock (or maybe just gave up Snapchat for a short while), tonight, Leonardo DiCaprio dined at famed Georgetown “You-Will-Only-Go-Here-With-Your-Parents” eatery, 1789. Naturally, a crowd of one hundred hopeful Hoyas scrambled from their indented Lau chairs (thanks, midterms) to catch a glimpse of the Oscar winning nominated actor with just a bit of chocolate tart crumb on his cheek.
Here’s what your fellow Hoyas were saying at the scene.
“This is worse than waiting for my SAT scores.”
“I bet he’s eating with Bradley Cooper and DeGioia.”
“It’s midterm week. Leo, this is inconsiderate.”
“1789 isn’t even that great… like not even top five meals of my life.”
“Do you think GUPD will be called for back up?”
*Clarification: By 8:59 PM, in a turn of events no one saw coming, GUPD was, in fact, called for back up.
“Someone’s totally getting fired for this.”
“If it’s between a hoe and me seeing Leo, hoe is getting stomped.”
And when it was all over and 1789 security asked the onlookers to leave, this final plea was uttered:
“Swear to me, swear on Martin Scorcese, SWEAR ON ~TITANIC~ THAT HE’S GONE.”
There are some things that you just don’t want to believe.
The sad truth was, Leo had exited through a side door, and had been spotted by just a few saavy students. 4E is here to bring you the exclusive pics below:
Be back soon, Leo! And best of luck at the Oscars!
Photos/Gifs: giphy.com, Facebook/Chris Kelly & Parker Little, popsugar-assets.com
You may have noticed that today Hoyas are taking to social media with cover photos, testimonials and the hashtag #GSProud. Well, this is all part of a campaign headed by the Georgetown Scholarship Program (GSP) to celebrate the GSP community and its contributions to the Georgetown community and to raise awareness for GSP in general! GSP is a program that largely focuses on serving Georgetown students who are first generation college students. Within GSP, students have access to an accomplished alumni network, career assistance, mentoring programs, campus connections and more. GSP’s innovative program helps Georgetown to be a global leader in enrolling scholarship students and providing them with dedicated support throughout their college experience.
To further the #GSP love, 4E has complied some Facebook testimonials:
-Jenna Clifford (COL ’18)
-Rashid Darden (COL ’15)
-Steeve Simbert (COL ’15)
-Kayla Schmittau (COL ’17)
-Lizzie Pinede (COL ’16)
-Chris Fisk (COL ’17)
-Melissa Gonzalez (SFS ’18)
-Tala Anchassi (SFS ’18)
-Patrick Bylis (SFS ’17)
Wanna learn more about GSP? Check out the video they created for the Class of 2019:
Look back to your senior year in high school: a prospective student incessantly waiting for your Georgetown acceptance and, in the meantime, stalking all things Georgetown to try and get the best feel possible for the next four years of your life. You’re probably looking at the blog (HAY), the Instagram, your older brother’s friend’s cousin that attends Georgetown’s Facebook…
Ah, Facebook, from this random stranger’s profile you find others, you creep and you stalk and you notice a pattern. There is something Georgetowngoing on here.
The Profile Picture Progression of a Georgetown Student:
While you may still be an underclassman in high school, you know Georgetown is where you want to end up. You visited with your uncle that one time and got the idealistic proud (and maybe a little later regrettably awkward photo) in front of Healy and you’re showing it off.
You’ve been accepted and you make your way down to campus for GAAP weekend. Here is the opportune time to get that picture with Jack the Bulldog. You pet the dog and you’re officially part of the family.
It’s a few weeks into your freshman year and you’ve finally conquered John Carroll’s lap and documented it. You’re a Hoya with Hoya insider knowledge.
It’s now nearing the end of the semester. The holiday spirit is bustling through M Street and you step into Healey Circle on your way to Lau and see it lit with the Holiday Spirit. You, of course, get a picture with the “Hoyas” lights near the front gate.
Almost the end of March, you know you made it through winter because the Cherry Blossoms are out to greet you! You waste no time and run to the Tidal Basin to get a casual (planned) candid amidst the flowers.
Flash forward a couple years and the big day has finally arrived! No, not yet graduation, but your Tombs night. You’ve only been counting down since the first day of Junior Year to update your profile picture to a drunk one of you with a stamp on your forehead. Congrats, you’ve made it. This is the ultimate destination of the Georgetown student’s profile picture progression.
And then there is the graduation photos, you are finally a real person! Maybe you will throw it back to that first picture in front of Healy just to #tbt. You’ll always be a Hoya.
P.S. Don’t forget the Georgetown cover photo that appears sporadically throughout the four years, swapped out with friend candids, but forever returning.
Photos: 4E Facebooks, random boy on google, giphy.com, downtoday.co.uk
As we finish the first week of summer and settle back into our hometown routines, the reality sets in: we are not in Georgetown anymore! The metro, M street stores and Lau breakdowns have now been replaced with highways, malls and TV marathons. As this transition happens, we go through a variety of stages: from total excitement to suburbia induced madness.
1. “The Beginning” Ah, the first week back. The relaxation is setting in and you are being greeted by a bunch of familiar faces: the kitchen (fully stocked!), the local coffee shop and your bed. Nothing can get you down, you are on top of the world. Why did you leave in the first place, home is the bomb.com!
2. “The Errands” As the days increase, you start to set into your normal routine. You get back into your normal routine: the gym, dry cleaner and gas station workers all welcome you back. Things are easy, the living is good and the stress is minimal. Ah, relaxation.
3. “The Boredom”Somehow you are reminded of your Georgetown life. Whether this is by Facebook or Snapchat, you suddenly realize that you miss your old life so so much. Where is Healy? Why didn’t I get to see Obama? Do Sweetgreen and Goodstuff deliver to Long Island?!
4. “The Distraction” Naturally, to deal with this sadness, you try to distract yourself. You spend hours upon hours playing with your dog, snapchat all your friends who are still on campus and look through all your Hilltop photos. But, no matter how hard you try, you still cannot forget about Georgetown.
5. “The Acceptance” After a little bit, you accept that you are home, not on the Hilltop, and that it is okay. No, your home is not Georgetown, but it is special no matter what. Anyway, if you are lucky you’ll get to go back to the Hilltop in a few short weeks for some summertime living. For those of you who aren’t heading back, do not worry. 4E will be here to bring you your daily dose of campus while you are away. And, soon enough, you will be back were you belong (AKA with us).
Well, it is here. Graduation weekend. Commencement has, well, commenced and the respective graduation ceremonies for the Class of 2015 are only a day away. As the reality sets in, 4E wants to share with our beloved seniors some of their responses to our #emotional questions.
Music
What song reminds you the most of freshman year?
Call Me Maybe – Carly Rae Jepson
Heart Vacancy – DJs from Mars Remix
Levels – Avicii
What Makes You Beautiful – One Direction
Glad you Came – The Wanted
Baby – Justin Bieber
What song reminds you the most of sophomore year?
Get Lucky – Daft Punk
No Interruption – Hoodie Allen
Cruise–Florida Georgia Line
Five Year’s Time – Noah and the Whale
Young Wild & Free – Snoop Dogg and Wiz Khalifa
What song reminds you the most of junior year?
Timber – Ke$ha
Counting Stars – One Republic
Wrecking Ball – Miley Cyrus
Drunk in Love – Beyoncé
What song reminds you the most of senior year?
Uptown Funk – Mark Ronson
Blank Space – Taylor Swift
Ugly Heart – G.R.L.
The Great Unknown – Jukebox the Ghost
Boom Clap – Charlie XCX
Things Only Seniors Remember
General things:
Hurricane Irene during NSO
The Old Big East
Tuscany’s
Wiz Khalifa Spring Concert
When an MSB booth was really hard to get
Jack Sr. as the mascot
The Georgetown Cuddler
The hill between MSB and Regents without any stairs
Obama showing up at the Let Freedom Ring event at the Kennedy Center on MLK weekend
Healy clock hands stolen spring 2012
Bars/Clubs:
Guards
Rhino
Piano Bar (the first one)
Cafe Japone
Current
Modern…?
Third’s
Saloun
Fashion Trends:
Oxford shoes
Pinterest.
Colorful tights? Was that just me?
Bandage skirts, everywhere
Nothing has changed…It’s Barbour, boots, preppy, Patagonia and leggings always.
Emotions:
What was your favorite year at Georgetown? Why?
That’s tough, because each year was great for different reasons, but I would say senior year! These last two semesters have been full of solidifying friendships, bar crawls during Dis-O and Dis-0 2.0 were some of the most fun nights out in college, and reflecting on my Georgetown experience as a whole and how blessed I am.
Junior year – knew the most people on campus. Senior friends still around, and knew tons of underclassmen. Also, in important positions in student groups.
Every year seems so uniquely different and great in its own way, but I think sophomore year was the most fun! However, all the nights I’ve spent on the Tombs dance floor this year makes senior year one of the best, for sure!
Sophomore year: had found my friends, understood how the school worked and how to do well in classes, knew my way around campus and I also did not have the stress Junior/Seniors have finding internships and jobs and planning for after graduation.
Too hard to choose, definitely the best 4 years so far!
What was your most memorable experience? Why?
Cheering on the basketball team with my two best friends!
Swimming in the fountain during sophomore year! After a night out, around 4am, my friend and I decided it was going to be the night we would swim in the fountain. Once we approached Dahlgren quad, we kicked our shoes off and started sliding around the fountain laughing our butts off. I am happy to say that I checked that Georgetown tradition off the bucket list!
Homecoming, Georgetown Day, late nights at Tombs and running to the White House the night of Obama’s re-election in 2012. But of course, I have some great memories from classes and academic experiences, too that will (hopefully) stick with me forever. In summary: thanks for the memories, Georgetown!
Singing in the Let Freedom Ring Choir on MLK Weekend during freshman, sophomore and senior year. It is an incredible demonstration of what our university stands for today, and also so much fun!
There are too many memorable experiences to count and I can’t name just one because each of my favorite experiences at Georgetown is memorable in its own way and has its own unique story behind it.
Thanks for the memories, seniors! We will miss you so much and cannot wait to see you all back on the Hilltop soon! Congrats, Class of 2015!
By now most, if not all, of you are done with the Christmas cookies and never-ending family time. The holidays were fun, but now it’s back to the Hilltop we love and the schoolwork we hate. It goes a little like this:
You get back to Georgetown, so excited to see your friends…
… even though it’s been only 3 weeks. (But it seems like a lifetime and a half.)
Everything is fab, until you realize you actually have to take classes.
Like any good Georgetown student, you spend an unimaginable amount of time picking out that perfect “back-to-school” outfit, which seems to not exist.
Finally, you find “the one” and you feel like a million bucks (or like a 4.0 GPA).
But Wednesday morning is not too friendly.
And there is always that one person who is way too excited.
Your teachers actually expect you to learn.
But your mind is blank. Or possibly still frozen from the cold.
The bookstore is a total mess.
And then you see someone in the library already. GOOD. FOR. YOU.
You realize that Leo’s is once again your main food option and all happiness disappears.
But being back with Jack the Bulldog makes everything much better.
And despite the teachers, classes and long lines at the RHO, at least you are back on the Hilltop. Now you will have about a week or so until you are actually allowed to be stressed again. So enjoy the time off, Hoyas … we are all going to need it!
Now that most of us are back on the Hilltop (sorry to those of you who are getting trolled by the weather), let’s reflect on the things that we were really glad we did on the last day before we returned.
1. Stayed in bed until 2 p.m.
Sleeping Beauty knows what’s up.
2. Wore pajamas the entire day.
Just another thing James Franco and I have in common.
3. Didn’t shower.
Like there was anybody to impress anyway.
4. Ate breakfast for dinner, or anything for dinner, or breakfast for anything.
Breakfast Club gets us.
5. Mindlessly watched Netflix for HOURS.
“Am I doing anything on my last day home? NO!”
6. Ate your last home-cooked meal.
Now just savor the taste of that meal to keep you sane through the weeks until Spring Break.
7. Got spoiled by your parents.
Maybe they aren’t Beyoncé, but they still love you and give you things.
8. Finally showered…
The stink got too real.
9. Stayed indoors the entire day and didn’t get judged.
You and all the friends you’ll ever need.
10. Worried about absolutely nothing.
Sounds about right. I hope you had a good last day of vacation. Welcome back to the Hilltop, Hoyas!
When you arrive on campus four days before classes start, you’re greeted by something that looks a little like this:
You know it’s bad when you can walk from Epi to Village A and not see a single soul cross your path. Except that squirrel digging in the dirt. Hey, squirrel! Wanna hang out?
As lonely as it is without all of you here on campus, having the Hilltop to yourself does have a few advantages:
1. There’s no problem finding open tables on Lau 2! But wait, I have no homework to get done.
2. No homework! No classes! No rules! But no one to go out with.
4. I can build a snowman out of the snow that’s already melted.
5. I can appreciate the architectural beauty of Lau.
6. I can write a blog post.
7. I just wrote this blog post.
8. I can… I can…
I guess there are only so many things a girl can do when she’s got a whole campus to herself. And I’m pretty sure the pipes in my apartment have never made so much noise as they did last night. It just goes to show how much Georgetown is really made by the students who are here. Georgetown is an impressive place with big, beautiful buildings, but it’s just not the same without the people who make it tick.
So hurry back to campus, Hoyas. John Carroll and I miss you!
Photos: Georgetown University, Deviant Art GIFS: Marnie Wallach for The Hoya
Oh, 13. You’re such a creepy number. Historically, there were 13 steps that led criminals to the gallows. Thirteen people were present at the Last Supper. Apollo 13 was the only failed moon mission. And 12 is a perfect number in numerology … which basically makes 13 the worst number ever. I could go on and on with the horrors, but here’s the bottom line: 13 is a very terrifying, very unlucky number.
Therefore, the year 2013 must have been utterly cursed. To start, “13” is located right there in the year itself – 2013. But making matters worse, Friday the 13th occurred twice this year (in September and December, in case you were wondering), which only takes the negative freaky vibrations to a whole new level. We aren’t normally superstitious here at 4E, but it seems like 2013 brought a lot of bad luck upon some Hoyas. Over the course of the year, there were some pretty unlucky moments here on the Hilltop. In fact, here are 12 of them (we would’ve done 13, but it’s just too evil a number already):
2. The Southwest Quad fire alarms ruined everyone’s life in the fall. (Okay, maybe life is a bit overdramatic, but they did ruin everyone’s beauty sleep for a while.)
Needless to say, 2013 brought a lot of unlucky moments to the Hilltop. Not ones for pessimism, though, we at 4E have a bright outlook for 2014. Here’s to a better and much luckier New Year, Hoyas!
Photos: Georgetowner, Fanpop, Dishes and Socks, CNN, CBS, FineArtAmerica; Charlie Lowe, Alexander Brown and Kristen Skillman for The Hoya
