I've been studying too much this semester. My suite held an intervention for me a few weeks ago during which they discussed the dismal state of my "Fun Quotient," which apparently had sunk to unacceptable depths. "We're concerned," they told me.
As the scores roll in and teams are crossed off the brackets, many students revel in the excitement of what they consider "the most wonderful time of the year." But the popularity of March Madness basketball pools didn't convince first-year College students Omar Syed and Holly Lewis to bet money on their picks.
Sweaty palms. Shaky voice. Nervous weight-shifting. As you stumble through each sentence of your speech, you're a wreck from head to foot.
If this is my landlord reading, please disregard the following column. But for everyone else, I'll let you in on a secret. I have a dog. Yes, I saw the clause on the lease that said "No Pets," and I abided by it for a year.
Coming back to school after a tropical SpringBreak is and always will be a painful experience. How else do you describe the move from 90-degree weather to 35 degrees with clouds and a chance of rain?
Road Trip Attire Some complaints from girls' schools "down the road" have recently come to our attention.
One would think that finding gourmet sandwiches in a gas station would be a rare find. However, as the phenomenal restaurant reviewers/detectives we are, we found just that gas station.
"My little sis brings all the boys to the yard, and I'm like, 'She's better than yours!' Sally Jackson rocks my world!" -- Big sis love "So, if you're one of those people who eats at the Pav during the lunch rush and you leave all your books and coat on a table to guard it while you go stand in line for 15 minutes, then guess what, you're wasting space and wasting everyone else's time.
I fear that if I'm not honest and don't honor my last name (which is pronounced blunt, for those of you who have yet to get the pun), I'll be ambiguous, and then nothing will be achieved in the next 10 minutes.
Horror stories of injustice, hate and death compose a common perception of life in the Middle East.
Q: Where are you from? A: I was born in Ohio, but we moved around a lot. My parents and family still live in Florida, so I guess I can say that I grew up mostly there. Q: Where did you go to school? A: I went to Liberty just up the road in Lynchburg for my undergraduate degree.
The first day of Lent was abuzz this year with the opening of the movie "The Passion of the Christ." For many students, however, it marked the beginning of a more personal event: the annual abstention from a vice or item of luxury. Lent begins on Ash Wednesday and lasts 40 weekdays, until Palm Sunday.
It's remarkable. Regardless of destination, everyone who chose a stereotypical "collegiate" Spring Break (i.e.
Mascara, marketing and management are the three Ms to live by when it comes to the L'Oreal e-Strat Challenge 2004. Concerned with more than fresh faces, the cosmetics company is currently sponsoring an international interactive competition in partnership with StratX and "Business Week" to find talented students who are as dexterous with business problems as they are with blush and bronzer. The e-Strat Challenge has become a new method of recruitment for L'Oreal and a way for students to prepare for real world business scenarios.
By Cliff Roberts Cavalier Daily Associate Editor St. Patrick's Day originated as a Catholic holiday to celebrate the accomplishments of the Irish missionary Patrick.
By Michelle Jamrisko Cavalier Daily Associate Editor Three men with countless colorful memories of their experiences in the civil rights era will sit down together this evening to discuss the events that changed history and how the movement has progressed to the present. The lecture, entitled "From Then to Now: The Civil Rights Movement and Its Legacy," will feature the different roles each man played in the movement.
Well it finally came, no thanks to my complaining and going insane waiting for it. Spring Break was awarded to all of us who are pretty much on permanent break as it is -- a generation of slackers detached from reality and just waiting so we can go on a vacation away from our everyday lives.
We were 15 students sick and tired of the gray Charlottesville winter, our minds stuffed with biochemical equations, quotes from Franklin and Dryden and facts about political systems in East Asia.
"Exploring Identity," an upcoming exhibit at the University Art Museum, connects contemporary techniques with cultural tradition.
