It’s that time of year! The sun is shining, the pollen is flowing, the Lawn is packed — the Lawn is packed! — I appreciate you if you get the Finding Nemo reference.
To those heroic Hoos going through it, here are some helpful steps to tackle your procrastination — especially the work you are supposed to be doing right now instead of reading this article.
The levels, each with their uniquely jarring fluorescent lighting, provide a means to psychoanalyze the students who study there—don’t fret, I’m qualified- I took AP Psych in high school.
Recently, there has been an epidemic swiping through NOVA — the extension epidemic. No, I’m not talking about hair extensions. I’m talking about assignment extensions.
We all have certain “characters” in our lives. The people who are not necessarily friends of yours —you might not even know their name —but people you see often. So often, that they are not necessarily strangers, but rather characters.
To all those daylight saving haters, here I present a few compelling reasons that will surely change your stance.
So instead of getting a therapist, I figured I could work through all of these emotions by writing letters to the sources of my problems. It’s cheaper and less traumatic! Win-win.
So, before you decide to stop reading this article and go fall asleep, I present to you my three-step process for quitting. Napping that is. Not your job. I assume no accountability for that.
Enough’s enough. We walk around Thomas Jeferson’s academic village daily with the audacity, no, the gall, to continually ignore the people who really matter. We let these gods amongst men go about their days with no knowledge of how important they truly are to the rest of the student body. That ends now.
As students hit their groove for the spring and the famous Pennsylvania groundhog dooms us all to six more weeks of winter, I think it is important to reflect on some teachings from non-academically competitive critters.
U.Va. Dine took to social media earlier this week to announce the upcoming release of “The Pav: A U.Va. Dine Fragrance.” U.Va. Dine characterizes “The Pav” as a scent of nostalgia and guarantee — one that empowers the wearer to attract the Subway Lover and the Chick-Fil-A Fiend alike.
Until you lock yourself in Brown Library twelve hours straight for a quadruple-shot espresso fueled study fest when exam season comes to greet you with its cold claws, allow me to enlighten you with a few tips on how to banish your boredom.
Now, if you’re like most people, you’re either spending Valentine's Day with your significant other(s) or are in wait for single awareness day the following morning when all the chocolate is on sale. But, unfortunately, during this time of year, we fail to recognize those that are working the hardest and that deserve our appreciation the most.
What is Valentine’s Day without last-minute Hallmark cards from CVS? This year, Hallmark has outdone themselves with their Valentine’s Day collection.
After the second, third, or twentieth time asking someone to repeat what they said, the conversation comes to an awkward halt. To avoid this issue, assumptions must be made about what people say. If your brain is anything like mine, these assumptions are often entirely incorrect.
To people who are also very worried whether the renovations will ever be completed, here is some advice
U.Va. Housing & Residence Life has heard the dormitory living concerns from on-Grounds residents loudly and clearly over the past several months, and we are writing to provide you with an end-of-semester update on the steps we have taken to respond to these reports.
Yes, it’s that most wonderful time when all can gather round to collectively watch people forget Thanksgiving exists, and move straight on to anticipating a holiday more than a month away. But what causes this strange phenomenon, and how can you, confused University student, protect yourself from it?
Your first semester of college is almost over and you’re either thinking that this is the most fun you’ve ever had or you’re questioning if you peaked in high school. Regardless, I am here with some Third Year wisdom.
Do you like conspiracy theories? Well, friends, I am about to blow your tiny, school-induced burnout minds.
