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(05/15/19 2:59pm)
Over my four years at the University, it has become a running joke between my friends and me that I most definitely do not have “FOMO” or “fear of missing out.” On the contrary, I have the unique ability to miss home football games, big parties, catered tailgates, concerts, fall break trips, and — dare I say it? — even basketball games without batting an eyelash.
(03/18/19 1:36am)
Preparing to graduate with an English degree from the University is like starring in your very own season of “The Young and the Restless” — one can anticipate dramatic goodbyes from well-loved classmates and professors, plot twists of last-minute employment and shocking reveals of who will end up where.
(02/14/19 2:40am)
For two years now, I’ve lived in a house of 15 girls and three fridges. Each clear shelf
(02/01/19 3:23am)
The dream of every undergraduate is to be paid to take classes. Imagine — instead of having to pay tuition, you can clock in in for the hard work you’re doing and material you’re learning in AMST 3001, “Theories and Methods of American Studies” or ENGR 2500, “Introduction to Nanoscience” — what could be better?
(12/14/18 6:01pm)
Growing up, I struggled a bit with blind acceptance and — what I often wrongly or rightly deemed — performance of holiday traditions. I asked a lot of questions about our family activities, the most common of which being, “Why?”
(11/08/18 7:28pm)
Last Wednesday I made the mistake of scheduling away just about every one of the 24 hours the day held. It was one of those days that wasn’t just full. It was dangerously overlapping. In order to pull this thing off, I needed to acquire some kind of superwoman ability to be in two places at once.
(10/10/18 9:11pm)
Last week, I was sitting in my American Studies fourth-year seminar listening to a discussion on the controversial presentation of history at Monticello. As the class began to understand some of the more serious implications of the way information was being preserved at that site, I looked around the table to see wide eyes of shock and outrage. It was right then that, in an aside, my professor broke the tension by saying, “I thought I was going to be designing gardens and then I got involved in all this stuff.”
(09/25/18 2:11am)
When I was 5 years old, I started kindergarten at Mary Munford Elementary School in a babydoll dress patterned with brown and black horses, white frilly socks that peaked over my new sneakers, a pink L.L. Bean backpack longer than my torso and the dream of being a professional ballerina.
(09/13/18 9:58pm)
It’s true: Summer 2018 has officially come and gone, much to our surprise and — especially for my fellow fourth years — despair.
(05/29/18 4:21am)
If you know me, then you know when I have a little too much time on my hands — or really, any time at all on my hands — Pinterest is favorite destination for mindless scrolling. I’m the girl sitting in front of you in your ENGL lecture scrolling through endless “Fixer Upper” kitchen remodels and diving down rabbit holes of inspirational quotes.
(04/26/18 5:42am)
In a 1964 interview with Robert Penn Warren, Martin Luther King, Jr. said, “I feel that when a white child goes to school only with white children, unconsciously that child grows up in many instances devoid of a world perspective. There is an unconscious provincialism, and it can develop into an unconscious superiority complex just as a Negro develops an unconscious inferiority complex.”
(03/21/18 6:59am)
There’s no hiding the fact that we’re a generation of instant gratification. If you want to ruin a millennial’s day, slow down their Internet. Watch them stare at their loading Instagram feed with disgust, closing the app and then reopening it again in frustration.
(02/07/18 5:34am)
Last Sunday, I stood in line at a crowded coffee shop in D.C. absolutely starving. I stood on my toes and peered around the surrounding puffy North Face parkas to catch a glimpse through the glass of the baked goods display — it was brimming with muffins and scones galore. What I didn’t see were the breakfast sandwiches I’d been told again and again were so good. So, I waited patiently for my real options, and person-by-person, I reached the long awaited counter.
(01/24/18 7:56am)
I’ll never forget sitting at my dinner table, elbows deep in college essays, scribbling down ideas to answer “What’s your favorite word and why?” for my University application and then ferociously crossing them out.
(01/11/18 3:30am)
Well Hoos, we’ve made it to 2018. Are you surprised? Last semester is finally behind us, the sun is rising in front of us on a shiny new calendar year and we’re ready to greet it with new planners chalked full of resolutions.
(10/27/17 3:30am)
Forgiveness is going extinct.
(10/11/17 3:27am)
The University could be located in the United States, in Virginia, in Charlottesville — it makes no difference. The University is a world of its own.
(09/27/17 3:14am)
If you had to write down 20 statements about who you are, where would you start? Would you begin with your relationships, creating “I am” statements with subsequent words such as sister, friend, girlfriend, son, roommate? Would you self-identify with a list of adjectives, defining who you are by your personality? How many statements would you produce until you wrote one characteristic of how other people perceive you? Are you easy-going? Hard-working?
(09/13/17 4:13am)
One of the most embarrassing encounters of college is one I experience far too often. It goes like this —
(08/30/17 3:44am)
Lately, I’ve spent quite a lot of time looking at a pink and blue painted canvas hanging in my room. It’s a treasured gift, and it’s beautiful in aesthetic and in wisdom. Intense and bright colors fade into a pale center, framing Maya Angelou’s words outlined in gold: