Home is where the meth is
By Winnie Chao | September 15, 2005Gooch or Gucci? Copeley or Coach? Brown or Balenciaga? Much like what you wear or what bag you carry, where you live is a key factor in how "cool" you are.
Gooch or Gucci? Copeley or Coach? Brown or Balenciaga? Much like what you wear or what bag you carry, where you live is a key factor in how "cool" you are.
First-few-week fervor hasn't fizzled out entirely. I'm still running into friends I haven't seen since last year, still doling out my standard "How was your summer?" with an earnest shot of enthusiasm.
It's that certain thing. That thing you can't stand. That thing that makes you shudder (or scream or laugh or hit someone) when you see it. There are certain things, certain articles of clothing in this case, that gross girls out. If they see a guy on the street wearing that article of clothing, it makes them turn around and walk the other way. Any potential the guy could have had to be cool/get a date/meet her cute friend is gone. The pet peeves of fashion are a tricky business, as they are intrinsically linked with personal preference.
In the midst of the numerous fundraising campaigns for the victims of Hurricane Katrina, most people taking part in the relief effort are focused purely on helping those in need.
For many students, college represents a brand new start and a chance to break out of high school identities.At least that's what it represents to students who come to University without knowing anyone.But what if you came here with dozens of people from your high school or your hometown? First-year College student Ethan Carroll, from Arlington, Va., intentionally avoided the 21 other kids from his high school who also came to the University this fall.
"MARSHALL AND GOODWIN SPEAK ON SOCIAL EVIL" -- that's the headline of the Sept. 30, 1914 edition of College Topics, the former name of the newspaper you're reading right now.
What do you think French students find the most astonishing when arriving at the University? The beauty of the campus?
The other day, I realized if I wrote my autobiography it wouldn't have an appendix -- because I don't have one. It would, however, contain many falsified stories with pirates, dinosaurs, ghosts and a small dog with whom I solve mysteries.
She would finally be leaving Charlottesville. Becky Trudel hadpacked all her things for her freshman year at Tulane University in New Orleans, excited to begin anew in a place far from home. "I was one of those Charlottesville kids who didn't want to go to U.Va.," Trudel said. But Trudel, now a temporary first year in the College, was one of many Tulane students forced to evacuate before Hurricane Katrina swept through the southern states.
The only thing missing is a shuffleboard court. Friday night I found myself sitting at a dinner table with nine friends, eating arroz con pollo and drinking wine. There were candles on the table.
Some say there is a "Seinfeld" reference to match every situation in our real lives. These people are right.
Each week, The Cavalier Daily asks a student 25 questions and allows him or her to eliminate five of them.
Try as I might to change this fact, the sad truth is I absolutely cannot study in my room. I have no reasonable excuse for this, as my mother insisted on buying me a red (she would only buy it in red -- apparently, "honey" was too generic for her tastes) desk from Pottery Barn Kids that is roughly the size of Greenland in order to facilitate my studies.
It is common knowledge that college life is very different from high school life. There are new friends, new living arrangements and new freedoms and responsibilities.
Last week I reached a milestone in my career as a journalist: my first piece of fan mail. It came in response to last week's column that focused on life (or lack thereof) in Hereford and offered survival tips to first years recently placed there.
Aug. 29, University students were put to the test: Wear a black T-shirt as a form of protest in light of recent race-related incidents.
In the days immediately following the devastation of Hurricane Katrina, University students have mobilized to respond to the crisis on the Gulf Coast. As early as Aug.
Are you: 1) Routinely labeled a nice guy? 2) The kind of guy who has actually gotten coffee with a female friend just because she was mad about something? 3) The kind of guy who actually loves what he does academically? 4) The kind of guy who believes he can make a small, significant difference in the world? 5) Able to talk to any girl you just met for hours, but completely unable to have a first date set up by the end of your conversation? 6) Someone who has more majors than girls' phone numbers? If you fit the above criteria and are hitting your third or fourth years, you are probably starting to notice something odd.
By Amber Davis Cavalier Daily Associate Editor California, known for its definitely progressive actions on many political and social issues, has yet again lived up to that reputation: This past Tuesday, the California Assembly, after heated debate, voted in favor of same-sex marriages.
You know, it's strange how differentand how much better and how much worse and how much the same it is to come back here.