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(12/02/15 12:24am)
I’m sitting in a coffee shop half a mile from my house — the house I’ve lived in my entire life. It’s nestled next to the 7-11 where we would get slurpees and nerd ropes in middle school and the hardware store filled with the strangely comforting scents of gasoline and wood chippings. I’m looking out over the parking lot where we used to loiter on Friday nights after high school football games, trying to figure out where we could get beer. From strep throat and sinus infections to chicken pox and poison ivy, my mom has picked up probably 100 prescriptions from the pharmacy across the street. My elementary school is around the corner, and the boy I fell in love with in 11th grade lives just a block away.
(11/18/15 4:26am)
My preschool class used to pray before our daily snack of graham crackers and lemonade: “God is great. God is good. Let us thank him for our food.”
(11/04/15 4:21am)
One day during October of my second year, I was sitting in my bed, struggling to breathe. I had lined my wall with sticky notes in an attempt to organize my thoughts about God. All I wanted was to make sense of the life I was living, to understand what exactly I believed in and how exactly the world worked. I was suddenly hit with the impossibility of understanding something so much bigger than my tiny life, and I lost my breath. I had been feeling swamped in my jumbled thoughts for weeks.
(10/21/15 4:18am)
Christian houses are a popular living option at U.Va., perhaps more so than on other college campuses. Whether they are formed by groups of friends or organized through a particular Christian organization, they line Chancellor and 14th Street, housing students who wish to live purposefully in a Christian community.
(10/07/15 2:43am)
I hate quitting. I think I was taught to hate quitting the moment I came out of the womb. Adults have always told me, “find a passion and stick with it; stay committed. If you work hard, you’ll get better.”
(09/23/15 1:23am)
Completing the “116 Things To Do Before You Graduate” list is a daunting task. Recently, my friends and I headed to the Lawn to pick up our copies of the infamous fourth-year checklist, feeling like it was a rite of passage. But as I looked over the number of things I had yet to do, I wasn’t even sure where to begin. From cheering on the baseball team to visiting a Pavilion resident, the list went on and on. I started feeling defeated, knowing I would never be able to do everything. So here is a shorter, perhaps more doable, list of fun things you should check out this semester. Because, let’s be honest, looking more than three months ahead is frightening for all of us.
(09/08/15 11:27pm)
Three weeks ago, my beloved cat and best friend, Lillie, died. Lillie joined our family when I was in kindergarten and she stuck with me through my entire childhood. I fought to keep her after she peed on the couch for the 10th time and I snuck her in through my bedroom window on cold nights. She kept me company through the awkward years of middle school and snuggled under my covers when I was having bad dreams. Lillie lived a good 16 years, but an unknown culprit took her life too soon.
(08/26/15 2:15am)
This summer, I learned I have absolutely no clue how to take a compliment. My mom continually asked me what constructive criticism I was receiving from my internship, and my awkward responses to positive praise definitely topped the list.
(04/21/15 10:44pm)
One of the many perks of being an in-state student is living close enough to home to steal my dog away for a few days. Last week, after much convincing, my mom let me bring my five-year-old, insanely energetic puppy back to school with me, and after seven days with her I was hooked.
(04/08/15 2:48am)
This weekend marks a milestone for me — I’m finally turning 21, and I’ve tried to hold off on drinking until my 21st birthday. This choice wasn’t easy for me. When I first told my friends, some were disappointed I didn’t go out as much, while others stopped calling altogether. My sister scoffed at me. One guy even asked me if I was Mormon. Experiencing these responses has at times been comical and — at other times — difficult.
(03/24/15 9:21pm)
Last week, Martese Johnson was thrown to the ground, bloodied and bruised after attempting to get into a bar. At this point, it seems entirely unclear whether the officers were provoked to use force in Johnson’s arrest. However, many have accused the police officers of lacking human decency and described them as brutal and uneducated.
(03/04/15 12:02am)
According to Women’s Health Magazine, 51 percent of people think couples should hold off on sex until marriage, and 47 percent of Millennials agree. If this is true, then why is waiting for marriage so uncommon within University culture?
(02/18/15 3:55am)
Selling over 100 million copies worldwide and bringing in more than $81 million during its first weekend in theaters, “Fifty Shades of Grey” has certainly enraptured its audiences. According to USA Today, the film has set the record for most ticket sales in the month of February, beating out the 2004 release of “The Passion of Christ.” I couldn’t help but be intrigued.
(02/04/15 7:36am)
Last Thursday night, 150 Charlottesville community members and I attended a panel on race relations and community development, held in reaction to the events in Ferguson, Missouri. Caught up in what I like to call my “Peyton Bubble,” I went to the event expecting to see only a few University students. I was shocked to find the room filled with both University graduates and undergraduates, professors, middle-aged couples and retirees.
(01/21/15 5:51am)
Whether you be one of the 1,000 girls going through rush this past week or one of the 2,000 already on the other side, you are undoubtedly exhausted and emotionally drained. Many of you are probably wondering why you chose to partake in this process in the first place.
(12/03/14 1:35am)
I confess: I am 20 years old and my favorite part of the weekend is going to church on Sunday mornings. I’m sure I lost about 50 percent of readers with the title of this column and another 25 percent with my first sentence, but whether or not you believe in God, I think there is something magnificent to be learned from the church community.
(11/19/14 7:25am)
My grandmother is one of the most beautiful women I know. She spends her days pouring herself into her community with so much energy and joy, preparing meals for people who are sick, coordinating holiday toy and clothing drives and heading a monthly senior luncheon at her church. And she does all of this simply to remind others how deeply they are loved.
(11/04/14 10:39pm)
This past weekend, I had the pleasure of taking 50 students from Charlottesville High School on a fall retreat in the beautiful mountains of Goshen, Virginia. For two days, they got away from Charlottesville, turned off their phones and spent time fully engaged with one another. Though they were only together for 36 hours, many of the relationships the kids formed were stronger than ones they’ve made throughout the entirety of the school year.
(10/22/14 6:17am)
I’ve said “boys suck” more times than I can count. Whether to ease the pain of a friend or to make myself feel better, sighing and moaning the phrase always seems to do the trick. For me, the statement seems to go hand-in-hand with female empowerment, functioning as a coping mechanism as I vent over the tragic endings of recent love affairs.
(09/24/14 2:59am)
When darkness creeps into our lives, it’s hard to have faith. When we’re scared and frightened by the world around us, unable to trust our neighbors and our community, it’s difficult for those of us who believe in a higher power to trust our God. In fact, it’s increasingly difficult to believe there is a God at all.