What A Night!

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First Lady Michelle Obama gave the best speech of the night. You can tell the whole arena was moved by her words as people continuously cheered things like “FOUR MORE YEARS!” I was tearing up a little bit, especially when she was talking about her daughters. Even the guys from Georgetown were teary eyed! One…

I’ve Made It

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All is well folks! I have officially arrived in Charlotte, NC, for the Democratic National Convention. After numerous stops to fast food restaurants, long political conversations with other graduate students also attending, I have finally settled in to where I will be staying the next three days. On the campus of Barber Scotia College, the…

Packing

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Some of you may or may not know that tomorrow I will be embarking on a Georgetown sponsored trip to the Democratic National Convention in Charlotte, NC! Okay, I admit I have been keeping it a secret because I had to make sure that this was real. I mean this is truly a once in…

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The shirt that had M St. buzzing. Guy #1: good luck at Georgetown my sista Guy #2: what’s up Georgetown Hoya Needless to say, I was highly flattered. It wasn’t their looks either because they were far from attractive. However, at that moment I finally understood and came to terms with reality. I AM a…

First Semester First Class

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First day of class and I am nervous! As always. It’s really nothing different from my usual self. I almost made a friend, then she dipped out on me before we could exchange names. Now I’m sitting in class and mostly everyone is talking to somebody except me of course. Why is it so hard…

Lost & Found

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Thanks to Rob, I decided to go to the official graduate school new student welcome. The good thing is that I already knew people from the orientation on Monday. That meant less small talk and more enjoying the free hors d’oeuvres and endless sparkling water. Instead of arriving 30 minutes prior to the event, I…

Orientation

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I had orientation specifically for my program, PR. I took the metro to Clarendon and immediately upon exiting the station, I was stopped by a UN rep who of course wanted me to donate money. I kindly declined. We did have a good conversation though. I appreciated him calling me beautiful although I know he…