I’m sure all of you were as disappointed as I was when your acceptance letters to Hogwarts never arrived in the mail.
There are two kinds of libraries in this world. The first is a library of hushes, one with people nervously tiptoeing around, clutching their library card, looking for a book to bring home.
I had a Last Moment this week. Last Moments (patent pending) are fourth-year realizations experiences whilst completing a particular activity or participating in a given event for the last time.
This past weekend, I had the pleasure of taking 50 students from Charlottesville High School on a fall retreat in the beautiful mountains of Goshen, Virginia.
Coffee didn’t leave a good first impression on me. When I was first introduced to it as a child, it left a bitter taste in my mouth.
The top 10 ways to recover from a not-so-classy weekend.
It is not an infrequent sight to spy me on the elliptical for a brisk 44 minutes. If you’d like to marvel at my lack of grace on low impact gym equipment, I’m most fond of the Aquatic and Fitness Center.
Today is Friday – and not just any Friday, Halloween. This coincidence has created immense joy for many University students before the clock strikes November.
My friends and I sit around a table at Newcomb, listening to Lance Bass throw his career away as he announces the next hit pop song from 2006.
Ten weeks into college and I’ve already got a reputation. Who am I, you may ask? Why, I’m that girl?the one who’s always parked at a picnic table outside O-Hill studying, socializing or simply sitting.Some people give the dining halls a hard time, and others rage into serious debates about which one is their personal favorite.
The contents of my mailbox tend to be immediately discarded. I don’t read the flyers or the announcements that often have nothing to do with me.
A few nights ago, as my CavAdvantage card was denied for the third time and my brights bled into each other in the dryer, I finally admitted to myself that before arriving on Grounds, I dreadfully romanticized the college laundry room.
In my college journey thus far, I’ve learned that we tend to think of things in the moment rather than view the master plan. We think one bad grade is the end of the world, or if we’re unhappy where we are, we can’t change it.
The women of Nyakitabire, Uganda share secrets between swirls of smoke.
When I studied abroad this summer, I experienced a six-week period when sleep was my last priority.
Forget D-Day. Forget July fourth. Forget Valentine’s Day. The most epic day in history comes upon us in t-minus 10 days. Ladies and gentlemen, boy and girls: my 21st birthday is nearly here.
I’ve said “boys suck” more times than I can count. Whether trying to ease the situation of a friend or making myself feel better, sighing and moaning the phrase always seems to do the trick.
Thus, all things considered, are those who fear romantic commitment really to be blamed for their apprehension? Or are we just reacting naturally to the objectively daunting circumstances monogamy presents?
I noticed so many little things in that short walk that I probably would have ignored on any other day. Most of the time when I walk home I try to multitask, reading emails, responding to texts or checking Facebook as I dodge the people walking by me. But by taking the time to look around and listen to the things happening beside me I was able to remember how many beautiful things there are going on at any given moment.
