Imagine militias invading your homes, destroying your towns, killing your family and raping women.
It was a dull shock. Losing someone close to you is always hard to bear, but when you lose an icon, a celebrity, someone you never actually have met, the feeling is a little weird. As the headlines reported last Monday, Hunter S.
Each week, the Cavalier Daily asks a student 25 questions and allows him or her to eliminate five of them.
Doesn't Charlottesville in February sound like the perfect place for summer vacation? For José Luis Incio, a fourth-year Law student at Pontificia Universidad Católica del Peru, it's just that -- except this vacation is of more significance than most, because Incio is at the University to discuss his experiences with terrorism in Peru. The University is presenting a series of events about the 20 years of violence and the Truth and Reconciliation Commission, or Comisión de la Verdad y Reconciliación.
By Katherine Sherman Cavalier Daily Staff Writer In the 2002 State of the Union Address, President Bush called on all Americans to dedicate at least two years or 4,000 hours over the course of their lifetimes to volunteer service.
D ue to the recent attack on my person insinuating that I constantly havesome sort of alcohol running through my bloodstream, I received an IM from my mother asking if I was an alcoholic.
Where can you watch hairspray used as rocket fuel, balloons shrivel under the influence of liquid nitrogen and methane bubbles lit on fire?
Two party's candidates will vie for College offices tomorrow in the annual college elections on two tickets, that named by the University party, and that named by the Interim Governing Committee. Candidates for president are Bob McKinley of Avon, N.J., on the University ticket and Downing Tait of Lawrenceville, Virginia on the Victory Ticket.
I love the University so much it should be illegal. I mean, the kind of deep, pas-sionate, primal, physical love I hold for Mr. Jefferson's University -- and Mr. Jefferson himself, truth be told -- is rarely found in human affairs.
By Chad Anderson Cavalier Daily Senior Writer Wednesday evening saw what several people in attendance deemed a historic day at the University.
Two weeks after his tragic death, many of Shawn Bryant's friends still say they cannot find words that would do justice to his memory.
For some University students, bicycles arouse feelings of envy. As bikers whiz by them, students may wonder why they can't ride a bike to Cabell, thus cutting their walk time to class in half. Yet bikes may arouse feelings of envy in the hearts of some Charlottesville residents for other reasons: They don't have the means to buy or repair a bike.
This coming weekend, a group of University students will be spending 24 hours in Memorial Gymnasium, and they will be paying to do it.
Those pink shoes you wore every day for a year when you were six, that huge T-shirt your dad bought on a trip to Hawaii that you couldn't sleep without wearing, that black dress you wore to your Sweet 16 party or that blue sweater you wore on your first date.
Recently, one man and four syllables have captivated the University Grounds: Travis Tucker. Every week, we crowd around our televisions, live vicariously through Tucker and pray that Simon recognizes the talent placed in front of him.
Last October, some particularly prepared University students were making housing plans for the 2005-2006 school year.
This weekend was yet another example of concrete proof of the old axiom, "There's no 'I' in homework." I've also learned that there are quite a few things in which you will find 'I's:
Each week, the Cavalier Daily asks a student 25 questions and allows him or her to eliminate five of them.
It's war in the Cavalier Daily offices. At the Life Section meeting last week, new editors Hannah Woolf and Michelle Jamrisko declared a new chapter in the history of the paper. The Life Section is "All Buff, No Fluff" from now on. Trust us.
You only need to look around Grounds to bear witness to the recent phenomenon known as the iPod -- watch the increasing number of students sporting the easily identifiable white headphones, walking in a trance-like stupor to class.
