She’s a self described Honey Badger, he shoots all the meat he eats
Last year I went at least six months without crying. For six months I laughed when I was happy and I shouted when I was angry.
Two weeks. That’s all there is left to my first year here in Wahooland. With this time left, you’d think I’d devote this last column to our beautiful University, but I’d like to move 270 miles south instead, to the heart of East Carolina University.
As I child, I often rifled through our furniture’s drawers in search of trinkets. My favorite was the pack of cocktail napkins stored in our buffet.
The days of waking up to text messages and phone calls you don’t remember sending or making are over, thanks to third years Joshua Anton (COMM) and Justin Washington (SEAS). Monday evening Apple Inc. approved their App, ‘Drunk Mode,’ which is a 99 cent app that “hides selected phone number from the contact list and history so one cannot send texts or make phone calls while intoxicated for [a period up to] 12 hours,” Anton said.
More than 50 students ran a 5K race hosted by the fledgling March of Dimes CIO Sunday, raising money to promote research and legislation to prevent premature births and infant mortality.
What does it mean to be a college student in the 21st century? It means having role models like Steve Jobs and Bill Gates, who simply couldn’t be bothered to slave over a degree.
At this moment — Sunday, April 14 at 3:22 p.m. — we have exactly 12 days of classes left. By the time this column prints, we will be well on our way to a mere ten.
There is simply no better way to spend a gorgeous Charlottesville morning than exploring our amazing brunch scene.
Before every summer break, I’m always secretly a little worried that I’ll go back home and never come back.
A host of block parties, bands and speakers will sweep the Downtown Mall this weekend as part of the second annual Tom Tom Founders Festival.
It’s a shame that clichés are, well, exactly that. Trite mantras that become diluted with overuse and come to be associated with Southern finger-wagging mothers.
When push comes to shove, David will squat two of you
The rumored U.Va. dorm search got me nervous, even though I know now it was all a hoax. What rights to privacy do I have while living in a dorm?
On Sunday, several hours before fraternities were required to initiate all pledges, the Inter-Fraternity Council hosted its second annual MadBowl Madness philanthropy event.
A few weeks ago, as spring break came to a close and I prepared to leave my Key West haven, I couldn’t find my sister.
Walking outside this week was like walking into a sauna. The air was sticky, but in a way pleasantly humid after the endless months I spent inside this winter.
Just about every fourth-year columnist in the free world has already written — or will soon write — something about being a fourth-year.
This week, The Happiness Group continued our exploration of the “paying it forward” theme, and piloted an activity called “The Pizza Project.” Distributing free pizza, cookies and fliers reading “pay it forward” to late-night studiers in Clemons, we were eager to familiarize others students with the concept of paying it forward, and to encourage them to do so themselves.
April brings warm spring weather, looming finals, Foxfield, and lots of tabling. Lesser known is that April is also National Autism Awareness Month, which, according to the Autism Society, seeks to highlight the need for concern and awareness about autism, which is estimated to affect close to 2 million Americans.
