What was your favorite part of Thanksgiving Break? 5. Sleeping and relaxing "Just going home and not thinking about school." -- Fourth-year College student Ellen Miles "Sleeping.
University football games. They are more than just a series of athletic events featuring big men running around with a 15-ounce ball.
Many University students will leave behind family and Thanksgiving leftovers a couple days early for one simple reason -- football. They are coming back to cheer on the Cavaliers as they take on Virginia Tech at 1 p.m.
"If you don't come home for Thanksgiving when you're at college, I will murder you." She stared into the depths of my soul, finger planted firmly against my sternum.
It takes 157 miles. 70 men. 20 hours. Eight counties. Two fraternities. One cause. This coming Friday, the U.Va.
Come turkey time, many University students head home to family feasts of pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes and of course, a heaping helping of that infamous bird.
Bigger isn't always better, according to second-year College student Steve Crenshaw. Although the Aquatics & Fitness Center is the largest gym on Grounds, Crenshaw -- along with many other fellow University students -- feels there are plenty of reasons to use the University's three other facilities. "The AFC does seem to have the most equipment, but it's usually too crowded for me, so I usually just end up going to the Memorial Gym," Crenshaw said. Second-year Engineering student Brian Cunningham agreed with Crenshaw that sometimes the crowds can be a deterrent for attending the AFC.
ACROSS 1. Police sting 5. Arrow complements 9. Sunkist and Sprite 14. Hater's prefix 15.
I'd like to remind everyone to drink up on Saturday for the first round of the fourth-year fifth.
For this week's review we were searching for a place that students could escape to during the stress and chaos of finals that is rapidly approaching.
He definitely stood out -- the only one at the Donna Klein Jewish Academy with an Afro. Lamont Carr, former power forward for the University's 1976 basketball team, the only University team to win an ACC tournament championship, was employed as head basketball coach at Donna Klein in Boca Raton, Fla.
Have you ever wished you could avoid the constant tangle of shoppers that pack the malls during the holiday season?
To get the ball rolling this week, we start with an e-mail from one of our beloved readers, which continues last week's restroom theme: "Public bathroom etiquette such as the newspaper shuffle or the cough to allow newly arriving public bathroomers to become aware there are other bathroomers in the vicinity is key.
It was one of those days where I didn't get enough sleep; I, in all my inexperienced, Texas stupidity, was underdressed for the fall weather, hadn't eaten since breakfast and after four straight hours of class was on my way to my 6 o'clock discussion.
Twenty-four hours in a day -- and an infinite number of ways to fill them. Today, the Peer Health Educators, along with the Center for Alcohol and Substance Education and F.O.R.C.E., are giving student smokers desiring to quit one purpose to their day: 24 hours of abstinence. The Great American Smoke-Out, which will take place from 12 to 4 p.m.
As the 2003 fall semester comes to a close, many fourth years anxiously are contemplating life after graduation and the dreaded job search that may lie ahead.
As the end of the semester approaches, fourth years celebrate -- and mourn -- many "lasts" for their college careers.
Todd Billet shoots a three pointer at the buzzer to win the game for Virginia. There are a few claps and shouts among the sea of mostly empty bleachers.
We sat back to survey the carnage of our gluttonous, yet oh-so-delectable, feast: Salads composed of lettuces other than Bodo's romaine; authentic Neapolitan wood-fired pizzas with toppings like goat cheese and imported olives; almond cake, baked pears and cannoli (yes, we ordered everything on the dessert menu). My stomach churned at the thought of what I would be doing if I was in Charlottesville at that moment -- a Saturday night 'Progressive,' consuming mystery liquids from those little paper cups they use at the dentist
After a midnight bus ride with Chinese workers to New York, a flight to San Juan that we should have missed, an hour-long van drive to the port of Fajardo and a ferry connection that seemed to move vertically more than horizontally, a white van pulled up to the Dewey pier with italicized cherry letters that read "Playa Flamenco." We had come to Culebra to confirm a rumor: That 17 miles off the eastern coast of Puerto Rico lies an island virtually unknown, alleged to shelter the best stretch of sun-kissed bliss this hemisphere has to hide.
