At the Bookstore's poster sale the other day, I bought a poster with a rather intriguing Helen Keller quote overlaying a beautiful image of a wolf's face.
Life as a post grad is not the same as undergrad, and it’s not better or worse. It’s just different.
Seasonal Affective Disorder, or SAD, is the venom infuses into the cold winter months — and we’ve all had a taste of it.
Growing up, one of the most common statements I heard from teachers was “There is no such thing as a dumb question”. Almost everyone has heard this from a teacher, parent, or mentor at some point in their life.
As much as it pains me to admit to such a typical, regular and average thing, I am from the not-so-mysterious suburban wonderland of “NoVA.” Coming to UVA from such an infamous area as a first year last fall seemed to have its perks— growing up in close proximity to a sizable piece of the University population, yada yada yada.
Growing up, it was almost impossible for me to sit through Sunday services at St. Luke’s church without some kind of distraction.
My adolescent years were steeped in feelings towards resentfulness of 6 a.m. wakeup calls.
In case you missed it, the Department of Treasury is in the process of choosing a woman to be the new face of the $10 bill.
Well, after a weekend’s worth of festivities and full-blown procrastination, the inevitable Sunday morning panic has arrived.
My roommate hates interventions. I learned this last spring when I took on the role of mother and demanded she get some more sleep, for her own good.
The office was silent, save for the sound of clicking keyboards. I felt my coworkers’ presences looming all around me in our tight working space.
When I walked onto Grounds fall of my first year, I had a plan. I knew exactly what clubs I wanted to join.
Give these unconventional Charlottesville fall activities a try.
I came to college with the firm belief friendships are only worth growing if they have the potential to become exceptionally tight-knit.
Every morning on my way to class I pass by Acme Tattoo and Piercing on the Corner, and almost every morning, that little voice in the back of my head tells me to go in and get one.
The best ways save as a student in Charlottesville.
During this year’s MTV Video Music Video Awards, Kanye West accepted the award for Video Vanguard.
After returning to Grounds and seeing friends for the first time in months, I find myself frequently saying, “Want to get coffee?” or “We should grab lunch!” I’ve enjoyed the coffee dates I’ve had so far — and look forward to more in the future — but I’ve started to wonder why these encounters always involve some sort of food or beverage. What does our need for food in social settings say about our relationships?
For as long as I can remember, I’ve told myself everything happens for a reason.
A graveyard of retired planners sits in the drawer of my bedroom nightstand.
