Gender bender
By Abby Coster | November 11, 2009I hate to be the bearer of bad news, especially to the proud feminists out there, but one thing is undeniable: there will always be differences between the two sexes.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, especially to the proud feminists out there, but one thing is undeniable: there will always be differences between the two sexes.
As an outgoing fourth-year student with zero interest in immediately attending graduate school, I'm on the job hunt.
Try, if possible, to imagine going to the Foxfield Races without Solo cups and actually watching the horse races. Inconceivable?
I was doing my best to forget a difficult week in paradise. New Zealand's springtime greenery is an unfairly cruel temptation during exam time here.
One of the best parts about living in Geneva is the vast international community. But every now and then, it's nice to return to your roots and socialize with some good ol' fellow Americans.
One of the things that tends to happen when you don't have fully functional brain cells is that you scrub your hair with harmful substances that have the potential to eat through your scalp - substances like body wash.
Having been (finally) mercifully released from my crutches a week or so ago, I am beginning to discover a few of the perks enjoyed by most college students - mainly, a relatively normal ambulation across Grounds.
Professor Chong, you have been teaching at the University since 2004. What brought you to Charlottesville? When Ed Ayers, whose degree is in American Studies from Harvard, was Dean of Arts & Sciences, he had a real commitment to interdisciplinary studies and oversaw a job search in American Studies ... I was one of these hires and I was placed in the English Department.
I have seen only two truly terrible movies in my life - "La Moustache" and "Twilight." The former, a French movie, is about some guy who wakes up one day to find his moustache gone.
I had heard of Charlottesville's culinary scene before I came to the University. I firmly believe that what makes a town, city or village civilized is not its population or income rate, but its food.
I am a bad Southern girl. Any of my friends can attest to the paradox of my existence: I am from Alabama yet lack a thick accent; I live in Tuscaloosa, the home of the Crimson Tide and a stadium with a seating capacity of 92,138 but I really do not particularly enjoy watching football; I watch the Food Network constantly but absolutely must turn the television off when Paula Deen fills the screen.
Wiping the remnants of Colonel Mustard's 'stache off my face, I assured myself in the mirror that Halloween brunch for my friends was a good idea.
Usually, church bells last less than a minute, but the morning of Oct. 25, the bells lasted much longer than usual when St.
As a first-year student, one of my favorite forms of entertainment was spotting stragglers head back to their dorm rooms Saturday, Sunday and even occasionally Friday mornings.
Sean Major? Music and Economics, Pre-med Sexual Orientation? Straight What extracurriculars do you participate in? Club Tennis, Water-ski and Wakeboarding team, Basketball What are the physical and personality attributes you are looking for in a date? Physically fit and attractive, intelligent, and talkative. Do you smoke?
I was writing like a bandit stealing through the night, like a dumpster-diving raccoon bathing in Crisco by moonlight, whose eyes - as sullen as Zeus's third wife, Tracy - peered through the dark like the wise glare of a mariner, hell-bent on seeing this thing out like Jesus did his fate.
Halloween was just a couple of days ago, and people seemed to take the whole weekend to celebrate. While I was out at night, I saw that matching costumes were clearly all the rage among couples.
Sterling Payne, a local Charlottesville kindergarten student, was busy using a stick to stab colorful leaves among the dozens of pumpkins spilling across the grass. "Look, Mom!" he shouted.
I wasn't sure if I had the right place when I pulled into a warehouse parking lot. It was dark, kind of empty and the only entrance that was open looked like it was straight out of a B-grade horror movie - fluorescent light flickering and all.