I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Mike! Mike!” I shouted. My whole world was coming apart around me. What was happening? Standing there in shock, I couldn’t bring myself to cry... Read more
Here at the Voice, we’re all about following trends, so in this moment of crowdsourced news and steamy literature we’ve decided to combine the two. Behold the first installment of... Read more
Outlook The Hoyas entered the past couple of seasons as a “team on the rise.” In 2012, that moniker still applies – but “contender” is a better term, especially for... Read more
Hip-Hop Dancer Although few freshmen expect Georgetown to foster a hip-hop culture when they first arrive, Groove Theory has always been a crowd-pleaser among students. The student-run dance team embraces... Read more
Hey you there, reading the newspaper! I’m in a bit of a tight and sharp situation. I’m down here in the grips of this freaking great white shark. Why is this happening to me? Aren’t the odds of getting eaten by a shark one in a million? I mean, yes, but I’m a seal. Sharks eat seals all the time, but I always thought it would be another seal. Now I’m about to become a simple statistic. This shark won’t even remember me in a day.