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(04/25/13 6:28pm)
I didn’t come to The Cavalier Daily because I had an immense passion for journalism. I liked writing enough, but I wasn’t drawn to a then-makeshift office on Newcomb’s first floor because of a burning passion. I was looking for a place to fit in at The University.
(04/16/13 8:24pm)
As a child, I often rifled through our furniture’s drawers in search of trinkets. My favorite was the pack of cocktail napkins stored in our buffet. They were simple, embroidered with a pineapple in the corner and etched with the purple text of an anonymous poem. The purple letters read, “To be a Virginian either by Birth, Marriage, Adoption, or even on one’s Mother’s side, is an Introduction to any State in the Union, a Passport to any Foreign country and a Benediction from Above.”
(04/02/13 3:22pm)
“Bored games,” you say? Nah, you’ve got it all wrong. Board games are anything but boring. You probably haven’t played them in a while, unless you’ve been on a rainy family vacation, but they’re not just for kids and old people anymore. As someone who rediscovered her love of board games last semester and pretty much hasn’t stopped playing since, I am here to encourage you to get back in the game.
(03/19/13 5:28pm)
Like many of you, I’m in spring break recovery mode. This was the first — read: only — year of college I did something adventurous. I’ve spent the previous three breaks sitting at home with my parents and puppies, but this year — the last year, the last spring break — would be different. I was headed to Cancun with my five best friends.
(02/27/13 1:52am)
I used to be entirely indifferent toward U.Va. basketball. It wasn’t personal; I’m actually indifferent about most sports. If you think about any sport too much, the whole thing seems dumb. Even when I lived in Lambeth, JPJ seemed like a real hike for something that wasn’t really worth it. Basketball seemed like a less social version of football games that you don’t get dressed up for. What’s the point?
(02/13/13 3:12am)
I’ve never written a bucket list, as the whole thing seems kind of grim to me. That being said, there are certainly some things I want to accomplish. At the top of my list was being a contestant, ideally a successful one, on “The Price is Right”.
(01/30/13 5:07am)
When we returned from winter break to find there was a new taco joint in town, we were elated. Especially when we realized it had replaced Big Dawgz, as we both hate hot dogs and thought of the yellow sign as more of an eyesore than an enticement. But tacos? Who doesn’t like tacos? Then we realized this creates a dilemma. When we’re craving the Tex-Mex, do we do new Two Guys Tacos, or one of the old staples like Qdoba, Baja Bean Co., or El Jaripeo? Life’s tough, we know.
(01/30/13 3:46am)
In a blitz of mixed emotions this weekend, my roommates convinced me to get my ears pierced. If I’m being honest, it was inspired more than a little bit by the “Fourth year don’t care” mentality permeating every aspect of my life as I sit on the cusp of “growing up” – because let’s face it, I’m still dependent on my parents for more than just tax forms.
(01/24/13 5:16am)
1. Second-, third- and fourth-year sorority sisters can have their lives back — Jokes! It’s bid week, biddies!
(01/22/13 2:55am)
Let’s face it, we’re all annoyed by the hassle of University construction, but we were excited to see if University Dining could really serve up something edible after its culinary overhaul. University Dining has recently undergone several changes, from constructing a temporary dining tent, which was disassembled a bit too quickly to seem safe, to transforming Newcomb into an alleged top-tier dining hall. But perhaps its most exciting new option is serving up food In the Nood.
(01/16/13 5:08am)
I guess you could say a lot has changed in four short years. I went to a relatively small high school, where all of my teachers knew everything about me. They knew what community service I was involved in, who my closest friends were, if I was doing poorly in another class and the type of academic work I was capable of. If I didn’t produce this quality of work, it was obvious, and they would certainly call me out on it, pushing for me to do better the next time. In high school, my teachers never asked for more than I was capable of.
(11/28/12 4:16am)
We’ve all done a lot of thinking and talking about what we’re grateful for in the past week, maybe even to the point where it seems trite. Your list probably looks a lot like mine: family, friends, U.Va., health, security, America, etc. This year, Thanksgiving and the holiday season mean a little more to me than they have before.
(11/14/12 7:30am)
Dear unknown girl who refuses to wash her hands,
(10/31/12 3:56am)
In a season full of political ads and fury, I’m going to endorse a different type of political situation. One that might be as controversial as all those opinionated Facebook statuses in your news feed. Maybe more controversial than Mitt’s “binders full of women.” How do I get in there, by the way? That’s right, I’m going to endorse political incorrectness.
(10/17/12 4:42am)
I’ll begin with an important announcement. Christmas is only 68 days away. You’re probably thinking, “Doesn’t she mean Halloween is only two weeks away?” Nope! Now you’re thinking, “Oh no, she’s probably one of those Type-A, plan-way-ahead people.” Wrong on both counts, though I am also really stoked for Halloween! In fact, I can’t deny having considered dressing up as a Christmas tree for Halloween. What can I say? I’m just a lover of holidays and maybe a little overenthusiastic. But in my defense, this excitement is not totally out of the blue and definitely not unfounded.
(10/03/12 5:01am)
Supposedly we 20-somethings have trouble saying a particular grouping of three little words. But it occurred to me the other week that there’s another set of two words that seems even harder for people to say, myself included. It’s a lot easier for us to string together a “screw you,” or an even harsher variant, than a simple “I’m sorry.” Apologies are important because they acknowledge you made a mistake and assure the other person you care about his feelings.
(09/19/12 4:18am)
In many ways, a 21st birthday is a rite of passage into a new world. You can get a horizontal license, you can show the bouncer your actual I.D. and you can finally hit the craps table. But perhaps most importantly you can go wine tasting. I know what you’re thinking, “Wow! How classy and mature for a 21-year-old.” But the truth is my love affair with wine began March of my senior year in high school — mind you, at that point I had drunk all of two glasses of wine, which I had only gulped down to be polite.
(09/05/12 5:58am)
Much to the dismay of my father and grandfather, I don’t know a whole lot about football. If I did, you’d probably be reading about this in the sports section. On a good day, I could throw a decent spiral and explain the basics of a game. On a normal day, I pester my guy friends to explain why the refs throw a flag, debate who has the better outfits — which my dad insists I refer to as uniforms — and hope that a real tussle breaks out between the two teams. But that doesn’t mean I love game days any less than the most knowledgeable fans.
(03/27/12 3:38pm)
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(03/13/12 2:50pm)
My parents always told me I could do anything I set my mind to. Envision my face on Thomas the Tank Engine but doing more than climbing mounta yins - maybe trekking to space or scuba diving. When you're little, you have all the potential in the world. You could be the president of the United States, create revolutionary technology or become the world's greatest musician. Tell a giraffe from a zebra by the time you're three, and you're a toddler genius. Learn all fifty states and capitals by the time you're four, and you're a child prodigy. The world is your oyster.