I absolutely cannot believe that school has started again; this summer flew by even more quickly than the last and it feels so weird to be back. There are two new changes in my male-centric world since last semester.
The birds are chirping. The breeze is blowing. The streams are trickling. All is well in the Academical Village save for an aggressive fox reported in the University area, which I do trust our heavily-armed and well-trained University police will quickly catch, despite their ever busy routine of writing people tickets. While to some students, the first few weeks of school might seem like a good time to relax, that could not be farther from the truth.
Since its creation in 1787, the U.S. Constitution has been the subject of much praise for the way it lays the foundations of the U.S.
People say that fairy tales give kids unrealistic expectations about life. These tales are often accredited with creating fantastically idealized ideas about love - in a time when they say that more than half of all marriages end in divorce - and impossible standards of beauty - in an era when even the most glamorous celebrities get plastic surgery on a monthly basis.
When most people think of hotels, tall buildings with dozens of rooms and diligent wait staffs may come to mind.
How do you solve a problem like Miley Cyrus? Once known only for lip-syncing wholeheartedly to adolescents worldwide, this pop princess recently garnered attention for far more than her hit Disney show.
When Marisa Vrooman first tried a tree-ripened peach, "the taste blew [her] mind." Now acting as a local food advocate to preserve the "flavor, freshness and nutrition content" of what she eats, Vrooman works as the co-founder and director of farm services and development of the Local Food Hub, a non-profit organization with the goal of providing fresh, locally grown food to the Charlottesville community. Local Food Hub co-founder Kate Collier came up with the idea in January 2008, Vrooman said.
The soft serve vanilla ice cream at the pool somehow never tasted as good toward the end of the summer.
Q: Have you ever been hypnotized? If so, what does it feel like? A: I have been, not in a performance venue, but I have been hypnotized.
If there's one thing I didn't like about summer, it was Michael Jackson dying. If there's another thing I didn't like about it, it was my psychotic, over-anxious mother, who couldn't seem to deal with the fact that we were living in the same house.
Girl Talk can talk the talk. But can University students walk the walk? Trade in their khakis and Polos for leopard leggings and glow sticks to rock out with one of the most recognized disc jockeys of the new millennium, Gregg Gillis? Tonight, they get their chance.
As I begin my final year at the University, I feel an undeniable nostalgia for Move-In Day from my first year.
This one's for you, bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, swing-music-bumpin', hula-hoop-totin' first-year students.
What do a 50-year-old woman who sells rice in Togo and a group of University students have in common?
First of all, I just want to let you know you all make me sick.
This is my last chance to influence my fellow students with corny jokes and obscure references.
After his expulsion from the University for gambling debts 181 years ago, Edgar Allan Poe finally makes his return.One might argue, however, that he never left, for Poe remains a central figure in the University?s academic and cultural life.
One thing I?ve noticed about the University is the great respect it gives to its mentally deranged student demographic, the one driven by severe sleep deprivation, manic depression and a proclivity for being named John Nelson.
Today marks my final column of the year. It will be a whole season and a half before I can once again pen pointless details of my life and brighten the Thursday mornings of my readers.
Like most University students, food is a fairly important part of my day.
