After four excruciating rounds of rush, the University's 16 sororities gave out their bids Monday and swormed toward their new members with balloons, Greek paraphernalia and, most importantly, bid day T-shirts.
Sean Donahue retired last week. The third-year College student, who has reported on and worked for President Clinton for the past nine years, is now planning his first spring break trip - and this time, it doesn't include the President. A White House correspondent at age 12 and a member of Clinton's advance staff team since his first year on Grounds, Donahue bid goodbye to his White House days on Jan.
Hoo wants Harper tickets? Ben Harper first picked up a guitar when he was 6 years old.
I'm writing under the influence - of massive doses of decongestants. Feeling a bit loopy, I realize the impossible has happened.
Playtex-friendly bathrooms The University is finally getting in touch with its feminine side.
Saturday, Jan. 13 was a bright, sunny day in San Sebastian, El Salvador, but 11 University volunteers woke up with mixed emotions as their 10-day health care education mission came to a close. Although they were glad to return to the comforts of American life, the members of Nursing Students Without Borders were reluctant to leave the friends, teachers and health care professionals they had met in South America.
My acquaintance leaned to me and conspired, "I feel like we're fo-xes in the hen-house." Her, a Naderite, and myself, a Libertarian, sat within the guarded confines of the inner sanctum, stage right, at the Texas Inaugural Ball (thanks to a well-connected friend) - directly astride Bruce Cheney's box (which he occupied for zero seconds). All the stars were there: Dixie Carter, the oldest Judd, Kelsey Grammar, Ben Stein.
Quoth the Ravens, 'Nevermore' Shall the New York Giants win the Super Bowl, that is. Pulling pranks is one of the staples of college life, and University students' frequent shenanigans prove are no exception. This time, Super Bowl Sunday inspired a group of pranksters to fit this stereotype. Fans of the football team mischievously placed a sign reading, "Go Baltimore Ravens - Evermore ... " in room 13 of the West Range, the Edgar Allen Poe Room. The sign's bold letters, proclaiming Ravens pride, were written in black and purple, the team's official colors, and hung on a wooden chest under the room's window. Edgar Allen Poe occupied the room during his brief enrollment at the University in 1826 but withdrew after one year because of overwhelming gambling debts.
Even in the middle of chilly Charlottesville winters, third-year College student Abby Goward spends much of her time working by the white-tiled Aquatics & Fitness Center pool.
Ming Dynasty offers an extensive selection of generously portioned fat-free and fat-saturated Szechuan dishes.
For students who enjoy spending their Saturday nights sitting in to watch "Saturday Night Live" rather than going out to turn on their freak and kill off their brain cells, they probably fail to realize that a University alum sits behind the "Weekend Update" desk and delivers the "news" to millions of viewers.
Rockin' Cabell, A Cappella style When you think of non-Nickelodeon game shows back in those early days in TV land before "Survivor," "Millionaire" and "Temptation Island," what is the first thing that comes to your mind? No, not "Family Feud." It's "Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego." This Monday at 8 p.m.
It is a fairly safe assumption that most students do not enroll at the University in pursuit of a carpentry degree.
One-year-old Stephanie Thrift happily munches on a chocolate Rice Krispie treat as her father wheels her stroller through the doors of Pavilion VIII.
First there was acupuncture, the ancient Chinese needle-poking treatment. When the cringe-worthy trend hit the spa scene, only the most daring would submit to it for "relaxation" and healing. But a West Coast competitor has emerged, and while it does not involve pricking the skin, it still deviates from the traditional concept of a hands-on massage.
After sporting flip-flops and tans at home over winter break, first-year students from Florida and other sunny locales are adjusting to Charlottesville's unpredictable chilliness, unsure what to expect from their first real winter. Warily they slip on overcoats and snow boots, jumping into a semi-winter wonderland, developing a new appreciation for hot chocolate in the midst of sun withdrawal. Miami native Gabrielle Chamorro, a first-year College student, is having a rough time adjusting to the sometimes unpredictable weather. "I am used to wearing bright colors all year round like we do in Miami, but here you wear the same jacket every day," Chamorro said. Students from tropical locations - tropical compared to Charlottesville - might be disappointed to learn their halter tops and Hawaiian shirts just won't cut it in a colder environment. Those venturing to the University from non-winter climates often are ill prepared for what lies ahead.
Shake your stuff at free dance clinic Got the middle-of-the-week blues? Dance them off tonight with the Virginia Dance Company's spring workshop.
Harambee II: Celebrating first years Away from home for the first time, University students often find their first semester at the University the most difficult. This is the reason why the Peer Advisor Program began Harambee II for first-year African Americans. "Any first-year student should feel a sense of success," said Sylvia Terry, director of the Peer Advisor Program and associate dean of African American affairs. At the event, distinguished African American alumni speak - this year the first years heard from 1992 College graduate Kimberly Bonner, the director of the Center for Intellectual Property in the Digital Environment at the University of Maryland. Last year, Robert Bland, a 1959 Engineering School graduate, spoke about his experiences as the first African American to graduate with a degree in engineering at the University, and excerpts from his speech were played on local radio stations, Dean Terry said. African American students with GPAs within certain ranges are also recognized at the event.
In his uniform of a green polo shirt and khakis, Eddie Lawhorne, Harris Teeter's night manager, busily stacks cans of soup in neat rows of four.
