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.
"Where are you from?" "Bangladesh." "Don't Bangalis love eating fish all the time?" "I hate fish." Then again, I am an abnormality among my people.
Imagine an online network of people so generous and resourceful that they lend and lease their unused belongings to people in their communities who actually need them.
If you have more money than you know what to do with, then this column is not for you. If you, however, have had trouble making ends meet or wish that you had more money than you do, I invite you to continue reading. For starters, you can take comfort in knowing that your situation is not unique.
When asked what makes the University unique, many are quick to point to Thomas Jefferson, the Lawn, the honor system or Division I athletics.
Looking up at the night sky, one can see a plethora of stars scattered above Charlottesville. While adding to the sky's visible splendor, this vast sky also raises curious questions, such as how certain stars and planets were born or when galaxies were formed in the early universe.
At every stage of life, certain acts are deemed permissible that would not be at any other time. College is probably the most noticeable phase of life during which we can engage in activities and behave in ways that will be taboo thereafter.
Tell me if this sounds familiar: you turn on your computer, but instead of hearing the nice, happy startup music you're hoping for, you see the dreaded blue screen of death.
Each morning, I wake up and begin a journey of adventure and adrenaline. Most Americans refer to this phenomenon as a "commute." I have been spoiled by living on Grounds during the past two years; my commute always revolved around a simple 10-minute walk to class or on the occasional chilly day, a five-minute bus ride.
