Little known fact: Whenever you finish a Su Do Ku, it is customary to drop your paper and pen to the ground, stand up with your arms akimbo and declare, "I am the Su Do Ku King!" Tomorrow, restaurants from all over the City will showcase their foodstuffs on Grounds at the eighth annual "Taste of Charlottesville" dinner.
Next time you're on the Lawn, glance down at the metal grates which intersperse the brick walkway at the base of the pavilion walls.
When you meet that right guy or girl, the first few whirlwind weeks might have you believing that you've boarded the love boat -- so exciting and new -- but no relationship is smooth sailing for long.
Sports at the University are not simply confined to varsity letters and packed arenas, but can also be found on a smaller scale.
Spirited rallies, visiting speakers and heated debates have brought the excitement of Virginia's guber natorial election to Grounds in recent weeks.
Each week, The Cavalier Daily asks a student 25 questions and allows him or her to eliminate five of them.
It takes six hours to drive home to New York from Charlottesville.My father left Sunday morning. He had come down with our cocker spaniel Skylar for the weekend to watch his alma mater Temple University get slammed by the Wahoos. He was going to stop in Washington on the way home to buy my sister a fish for her dorm room and take her out to lunch. He drove down the street around the Corner, and I wondered how long it would be until he cranked up the Temptations, the Supremes or the Four Seasons and rolled down the windows. "Give mom a hug for me when you get home," I had told him.
Cost of adult CPR training for one person at the Central Virginia Chapter of the Red Cross: $41. Cost of CPR training for University students: $0. The major discount is the result of a new project created by fourth-year Commerce student Kara Kalasky that, through a partnership between Madison House and Red Cross Central Virginia Chapter, allows University students to train for free to become CPR-certified. This past summer, Kalasky interned at the Red Cross Central Virginia Chapter, where she realized there wasn't much of a connection between the group and the University.
Ah, Charlottesville. Home of ThomasJefferson; site of his University,Virginia's last stronghold of liberal intellectual elitism; and -- according to some news publications -- the best damn place to live in the entire country. Unless you ask movie-goers. Last week, Virginia held its annual film festival in our fair city.
Many University students likely can attest to the bafflement they felt when confronted with painted IMPs and Zs on nearly every building they passed on their prospective student tour of Grounds.
I am, to put it mildly, a little afraid of going to the doctor. Make no mistake -- I'm not talking about "Oh, gee, I hope I don't have to get a shot" (something I wouldn't dare utter in a bar in relation to tequila) scared.
It may be easy to remember when you were always jealous of the one girl in high school who had everything in her life together -- strong academics, beauty, talent, and offers from various top universities -- but who did not let that separate herself from others socially?
I've had a rough time lately, I have to confess. This is not always the case, of course. Often I feel as if the rails on which I run are greased and shined and spit-polished to an acme of smoothness, and I'm left to slide dreamily on, nonchalantly ignoring the harshness of the land over which I travel. That hasn't been the case recently; if anything, I feel as if I've gone off my tracks entirely.
Perhaps the best part of University football games is that even those students with a less-than-confident grasp on the details of the sport can enjoy themselves, especially when rallied by the University cheerleading team.
Across the country, worries about the scarcity of the flu vaccination this year continue to plague individuals as the winter season approaches.
A welcome sign on the door, a colorful pillow on the couch, a group picture framed and placed on the table in the corner, a little bowl of candy on the center table -- whether it is something bright and eye-catching or something simple and subtle, most students take the trouble to find some odds and ends to make their dorms and apartments feel a little more like home. One popular way to make a student's home away from home feel cozier is holiday decorations.
"Hey, can I get a picture with you?" For three of Scott Stadium's biggest superfans, this question has become a common request at each home game.
Iam officially addicted to AIM. I've spent so much time on it that I could write a social psychology thesis on the displays of personality through AIM.
Clinging to a four-run lead with nine outs to go, I knew we were close to boldly going where no Houston baseball team had gone before. "Robbie," I said to my friend, "All I want is to see the Astros make it to the World Series one time during my lifetime.
I'd like to walk up to someone on the street and in the most sincere tone of voice ask, "Excuse me.
