Once again, I find myself during my Friday morning Spanish class re-evaluating the state of my life, instead of paying attention to the latest verb conjugation.
Q: I understand that you were a student at the University of Virginia. What about the University inspired you to become a professor here? A: Well, I very much appreciated the public nature of the University and the mission of the University of Virginia to pursue academic excellence and service to the common good.
Like most people, I came out of high school as dumb as a cow. But thanks to the thousands of dollars my parents have spent on my college education, I can now say with some confidence that I am at least twice as smart as the average cow - and probably even smarter than the smartest cow in all of Albemarle County.
After graduating in December of last year, Lance Pototschnik struggled to find employment. With the country in a deepening recession at the time, Pototschnik quickly realized that the job market's lack of opportunities meant that he had to make his own opportunities.
When was the last time you scratched a grizzly bear in an exercise class? For me, it was Monday night. I had no idea what Nia was when I saw it on the AFC drop-in schedule, nor did I have any intention of finding out until I entered the studio.
By now, most Americans have heard from the president about what exactly his health care proposal will not do. It will not generate outstanding debts for future generations, adding "waste" and "abuse" to an already inefficient budgetary system.
The whole "broke college student eating Ramen" thing appears to be more of a clich
On Aug. 1, 2010, President John T. Casteen, III will step down from his place at the helm of this University.
The University is known for its rich history, distinct architecture and many traditions, all of which play a role in setting it apart from several other colleges and universities.
Earlier this week while I was out for a run, the Backstreet Boys classic "Quit Playing Games with my Heart" started playing from shuffle mode on my iPod - or actually from my "recently added" playlist, for the sake of the honor code.
By now, a typical University student is probably tired of walking. One's day may consist of trekking to dormitories on Alderman Road to visit friends, then to classes in New Cabell Hall on Central Grounds.
Upon arriving in Geneva, I walked out of the airport and hailed a taxi. "18 Rue Muzy s'il vous pla
I have joined the Auckland University Tramping Club, which is far less risqu
Mason Major? Astronomy/Biology What extracurriculars do you participate in? Cavalier Marching Band, Swing Club, U.Va.
I have a boyfriend. Can I say it any louder? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND! He is cute and sweet and incredibly wonderful, and I'll talk about him for hours to anyone who will listen - namely other girls with boyfriends, who will only listen to me if I sit and listen to them talk about their boyfriends afterward.
While most of my columns are directed at my homies stuntin' with that Y chromosome, it has become time to address the ladies.
About a month ago, Daman Irby witnessed the most spectacular sight he has ever seen: the Kandy Esala Perahera, an annual Sri Lankan festival with a parade two and a half hours long. "There were 65 dressed elephants marching through the town," Irby recalled.
I've been told that the first step toward correcting a problematic behavior is admitting that the problem exists.
Sporting Prada shoes and sharing a dance floor with Will.i.am, are probably not what University students expect of their medical professors, or perhaps any professors.
There's something you should know about me, readers. I'm a bit of a feminist. Although you won't find me burning my bra in protest of unequal rights or refusing to shave my legs for months at a time, I strongly believe that the judging a person solely by the stereotypes of their gender is wrong. And one thing that gets under my angry, radical, feminist skin - another stereotype, by the way - is the concept of chivalry: the notion that men are expected to perform certain acts in a particular way merely because they are ... well, just that, men. The whole concept of chivalry can be traced back to medieval times, when knights were taught to treat women with honor and gallantry, so as to preserve their "feminine virtue" ... or something along those lines.
