Breaking the bow tie business
By Katie Nicholson | April 27, 2016What started off as a final project for fourth-year College student Andrew Burrill has turned into a business venture designing and selling bow ties.
What started off as a final project for fourth-year College student Andrew Burrill has turned into a business venture designing and selling bow ties.
Change is intimidating, and I don’t know if I am excited for my second year.
Signing up is harmless. It’s probably most exciting when you get the confirmation email that you’ve just committed to run 26.2 miles.
The desire to be a part of something special and important is something recognizable in most of the students here at the University, myself included.
I feel compelled to spill out everything I’ve ever wanted to say in this column, seeing as it’s my very last one.
Last week, students, faculty, staff and community members came together to celebrate Earth and sustainability during the eighth annual Earth Week.
This Saturday, roughly 650 runners participated in "Miles for Margaret," the first 5K race of its kind hosted by Pi Beta Phi Sorority, Camp Kesem and ADAPT, in memory of Margaret Lowe, a fourth-year College student who passed away Sept. 1, 2015.
Mike and Tina met on Wednesday at 5:15 p.m. and went to The Virginian.
1. Get the last ticket at Bodo’s: Getting the first ticket at this carbohydrate-obsessed institution is a feat in and of itself.
I went to three different schools for elementary, middle and high school and each required that I adapt to a slightly different learning system.
What am I doing here? No really, I mean it. What am I doing here, in this chair, in the McGregor Room, in Alderman Library, at the University of Virginia, on this Tuesday evening in Charlottesville?
I scoffed at advice from wiser friends who instructed me to rest, take it easy, or at the very least to spend more time stretching.
The Americans won 3-0, and my friends and I had a wonderful — if brief — visit to our nation’s birthplace, complete with Philly cheesesteaks in front of Independence Hall.
From energetic tribal dances to serious poetry readings, Africa Day participants captivated onlookers at the Organization of African Students’ annual celebration.
As a kid I loved playing the Game of Life. I could get a cool job, earn a lot of money, live in a nice house, get married and have kids all with the spin of wheel.
On any given day, you can find me in my bedroom, living room, Nau hall, Newcomb, the AFC, Alderman, the Corner’s restaurants and Clem.
This semester, as a part of a project for one of my classes, I have been reading and transcribing letters my Grandparents wrote to each other during World War II.
Malcolm and Annika met on the Lawn at 6 p.m. on Thursday and went to Lemongrass.
This week, students faced glass-littered streets and gum-covered sidewalks with bare feet and a mind set on one goal – to raise awareness for orphans in Nicaragua.
As over-zealous, soon-to-be first-years fill Grounds during Days on the Lawn season, many are likely thinking about what classes they have to take to take to fill requirements for a major they may soon change.