In the hiatus from home football games, organizations have taken it upon themselves to schedule their own events during the upcoming weekends.The Virginia Dance Company has jumped on the bandwagon along with others, making certain not to miss their opportunity.
In the words of the great Bob Marley, "One Love! One Heart! Let's get together and feel all right." This song, and others like it, greeted us last night as we sat down for a meal in the fairly new Garden of Sheba, an Afro-Carribean restaurant located just past the Downtown Mall on East Market Street, across from the parking garage. We walked up to the restaurant very disappointed that we could not sit in the courtyard dining area due to the torrential downpour.
Thanks to the guy who straightened out the mess in the tray deposit of Newcomb Hall today. If everyone were as responsible as you, the belt wouldn't have gotten overloaded in the first place, and the University would be a much cleaner place to live. -- Appreciating Civic Duty Look, if you're going to get to class 10 minutes early, for the love of God, do not sit right on the aisle so everyone else has to climb over you.
Once upon a time names like Johnny Chan, Phil Hellmuth Jr. and Chris Moneymaker were just that -- names.
It only took me two weeks at the University my first year to find a guy I wanted to date. As one of my best friends said to me last year, I am always up to something (and I am). So, I did the typical girl things that would help me get this guy to like me.
So many things to go over this week. Where to start? I think it would be best to pay homage to two of the greatest hours of television ever created: The Disney Afternoon.
Joseph Abdel Wahed and his family were expelled from Egypt in 1952 because they were Jews. Wahed was one of thousands of Jews given a "one way ticket" out of the country and forced to leave behind family, friends and personal belongings. Despite the horror of this forced removal, little is known of what Wahed calls the Forgotten Exodus. Fourth-year Commerce student and president of Hoos for Israel Matthew Rubin was touched by Wahed's story, printed in National Review.
I have this odd obsession with time. I think it's a control issue -- because time is intangible and constantly running, I am a fanatic about keeping track of it -- to an embarrassing degree. Oh yes, I'm the girl who slashes each and every day in her planner as they end.
A smallish, sprightly man darts through parkedcars at the Aquatic & Fitness Center. Students may recognize him as "Bill, that guy who writes tickets." Bill Kelley is a 61-year-old man who may look his age, but he certainly doesn't act it. When he walks he bounces.
"Work It!" exclaims the cover of Allison Hemming's book, which can be found among the shelves of resources at the University Career Center.
Petite and feminine with bright eyes and a big smile, it's hard to imagine first-year College student Michal Duvdevani serving as a lieutenant in the Israeli army. It's hard to imagine how she felt when her mother was rescued from a bombed building or how she feels when she reads the news and sees the names of her friends listed among the casualties. At 22, she has seen more tragedy and has been under more intense pressure than most of her fellow first years probably will experience in their entire lives. These experiences have forced her to mature more quickly than many of the American students around her, giving her a unique perspective on the value of life, the importance of family and citizenship and the meaning of the college experience. Michal's family immigrated to Israel generations ago and has been very supportive of the country that saved them from European persecution.
It's that guy sitting in front of you in class doing the crossword instead of taking notes. It's the people who play video games for hours at a time instead of doing their homework.
Modern legend has it that Icelanders are world-class hedonists, burning with a strain of cabin fever that only 20+ hours of daily blackout during winter can breed.
Although it may be hard to recall during this spell of beautiful fall weather, it was not too long ago that Hurricane Isabel blew through Charlottesville. In writing about the aftermath of the storm, I mentioned how refreshing it was to have a momentary break from the computer, cell phones and email. Apparently, I am not the only one who questions our reliance on technological devices to get through the day.
There are an inevitable series of questions adults ask college students upon first meeting. "So where do you go to school?" "What's your major?" A stop by the Arts and Sciences Council Majors fair might be beneficial for the many University students who still answer this last question with the catch-all "undecided." In Newcomb Ballroom today, from 11 a.m.
People making their way down Rugby Road cannot help but notice that the Pi Lambda Phi fraternity house is bright yellow.
Tonight from 4 to 6 p.m. the Lawn will be given over by its usual college student inhabitants to children from the Charlottesville community, clad in disguises ranging from princesses and monsters, to our dear Cavalier himself.
I just wanted to say good luck to the rugby team at States this weekend. -- Repeat Caller I just want to say that strip Metro Center is absolute sheer genius.
Sushi and Noodles. So says the headline at the top of Sakura's dinner menu. But as we found on a wet Monday night, this Corner establishment, specializing in all forms of Japanese cuisine is much, much more. Located adjacent to Frank's Pizza on 14th Street, Sakura has a flare for both the traditional and the exotic as its chefs master the art that is sushi and sashimi making.
Second-year College student Ben Justice was at the Commerce School Career Fair, conversing professionally with suit-and-tied business folk, when an unsettling thought suddenly crossed his mind: Hidden underneath his collared dress shirt -- safe from the eyes of future employers -- lay 10 tattoos spread all over his torso. "I couldn't help but think yeah, my body's covered in ink," Justice said.
