Here we go again. Pink and red hearts, ashortage of doilies at CVS and little kids buying 8,000 cards for all their friends at school -- complete with Power Rangers and whoever else is cool to a third-grader. It's chocolate and red roses, expensive French restaurants and a guaranteed night with your love of choice.
This week's poll: Who was the best captain? Captain Ron, Cap'n Crunch, Captain Morgan, Captain Planet, Captain Kangaroo, Captain & Tennille, Captain Hook or Captain Jack Sparrow?
The countdown to Valentine's Day is almost over, and you're single. Oh, what to do? Buy a date. Out on Rugby, the Asian Student Union and the Queer Student Union are joining forces to host a date auction tonight. And there's a twist -- you can bid on anyone, opposite sex or same sex. "When people conceptualize a date auction, it's always in heterosexual format," said fifth-year Education student Anthony Whitten, president of Out on Rugby and chief organizer of the auction.
Students dance to it, workout to it and study to it. Now, they can perform it as a means to help others. Musicians on Call, a volunteer organization founded by fourth-year College student Anna Palumbo, gives students this opportunity, providing therapeutic music for patients at the University hospital. "The main purpose is to bring music into the hospital," Palumbo said.
MONEY. Who would have thought that a simple five letter word could become so important? It is the source of complaints, excitement, frustration and most every other emotion a college student feels.
In the past week, I've been a horrible daughter. If I were my parents, I would just stop answering the phone. It all started with the Spring Break fiasco -- Destin, Bermuda, Nassau.
It feels kind of like trying to carry a bowl full of water across an obstacle course, and each time you let any spill, arrows are launched at your head -- the pain is excruciating. You have, of course, brought this all upon yourself.
Think the country's best artists only live in New York City? Think again. Fleming Cunningham Lunsford has been around Charlottesville for awhile.
The best, or perhaps worst, part of waking up for many University students is a steaming cup of coffee. Students described various motives for seeking out that crucial cup of java.
"It's an amazing thing -- I can't believe people would stay up all night to do this for kids and their families," said Zoe Padron, whose son Iggy will benefit from funds raised by the 24-hour Dance Marathon, held last Friday and Saturday in Memorial Gymnasium. Padron, whose son, Iggy, will benefit from funds raised by DM, was only one of the many astonished parents who came for the last few hours of the event.
Everybody hates fractions. That's what my professor told us on the first day of MATH 110 -- well, on my first day of MATH 110, which was about a week later than everyone else's first day. I had transferred in from MATH 120, after failing the first quiz. Everybody hates fractions.
With Black History Month well underway, the University is scheduling numerous cultural and intellectual events to celebrate and promote African-American culture and history.
The situation: You wake up Sunday morning/afternoon after a fun, but fairly rough, weekend. The ritual: Breakfast with the roommates to recap the happenings and debauchery of the weekend.
The University Spanish Theatre Group has been a labor of love for Spanish Prof. Fernando Operé for more than two decades, but when asked about the birth of the group, he seemed to shun the dramatic.
"So I'm in an E-school building and I'm about to starve to death and I have no cash.But I figure, 'E-school.They're all about the technology -- they'll take Cav Advantage.'So I find a hot drink machine, but that won't take cards.So I go to the soda machine, but no, that one doesn't take Cav Advantage either.What's up with that?I blame ARAMARK entirely for me falling asleep in class." --Cashed out "As a proud member of my gender, I would like to say I appreciated the Janet incident on Sunday.
For most University students, the notion of table tennis (or "ping-pong" as the cool kids call it) is closely associated with another very well known game that involves red plastic cups and yes -- a ping pong ball. The University's Table Tennis Club, however, takes this familiar game much more seriously.
San Franciscans don't really care. Whereas a cabbie in Queens with an Italian flag dangling from his rear-view might insist that he lives in the best damn city on Earth, it's likely that the Mexican-Filipino cable car conductor on Powell Street would quietly go about his business. To accept the tag that San Francisco is the most "European" of American cities, as is done all too often, is shallow.
Second-year College student Rob Sanchez is in a bit of a bind for the upcoming year. He applied to be an Residential Advisor but did not pass the test.
I have reason to believe that rodents are copulating in my oven. In all honesty, I've actually never opened the oven during the five month period that I've lived in my apartment, but that only serves to strengthen my notion.
On a typical weekend night, bar patrons stand amid a crowd, desperately trying to make eye contact with the bartender, hoping to be noticed and served the next drink.
