1) Visit Carter Mountain Orchard There is nothing more reminiscent of fall than apple picking and hayrides.
Dear Edgar, Since Halloween is on a Wednesday this year, I imagine I’ll have to have four different outfits for each night I go out.
The Civil War may not have been fought on the University’s doorstep, but the war did impact University students and Charlottesville, most notably with the community’s contributions to the rehabilitation of wounded soldiers. Several factories in and around Charlottesville supplied uniforms and artificial limbs to soldiers.
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!
A couple of weeks ago, a friend told me that several studies had found that nostalgia was the most debilitating emotion that someone can feel.
Last Thursday, while waitressing, I started to feel ill. My manager told me that I looked terrible, which would have been offensive if it weren’t true.
Students flock to the Charlottesville City Market each weekend for the numerous stands selling locally made products and the atmosphere only farmers’ markets provide.
The lecture hall. The universal symbol of collegiate education — a motif almost as prevalent as the red solo cup, the universal symbol of “screw you, Mom.” Yes, midway through the semester I have presumed it time to discuss that pesky, bloodsucking parasite on the backside of the unceasing party that is college: learning. I use the term loosely, of course.
On behalf of the entire Cavalier Daily staff, I would like to extend a warm “Happy Midterms!” to all you lucky test takers out there — a.k.a.
I’m sure we’ve all been there. Something random breaks, a friend asks you what you should be for Halloween, you’ve bought something that looked really great on the mannequin, and now you have absolutely nothing to wear it for.
Johnny, Fourth-year biology major University involvement: Student Council, University Guide Service Ideal date activity: For first dates I enjoy going out to dinner.
Food, family and football. In just three words, we can sum up a quintessential U.Va. tradition – tailgating.
“What is taking so long??” My mother says to me, not-so-under her breath, looking viciously at the men standing idly behind the beer counter.
I came home for break, exam-weary and craving home-cooked food, desiring nothing more than to lie on my back while drooling in the general direction of the TV.
Name: Paige Calodney Year: Fourth School: College What are you wearing?: Necklace from London thrift store, skirt from Pins and Needles, blouse from Coincidence and Chance, Dolce Vitta shoes, ring from a thrift store. Where do you shop?: Madewell, and Urban Outfitters.
Dear Mr. Poe, I was flipping through my planner yesterday and realized I have two midterms and a paper due in one day and two papers due the very next day!
Smart Woman Securities is a national not-for profit that provides an introduction into financial investments for female students only.
Growing up as an only child wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be. Although people think being an only child means you get whatever you want, there is a dark side too — … dun dun dun — the feeling that you are always being left out. As a kid, the only things that mattered to me were my Pokémon cards, my friend’s movie birthday parties and group playdates after school.
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.
Last Tuesday I had dinner at my professor’s house. Earlier in the day I texted my friend who had dined there the night before: “Does he serve wine?” She answered in the negative. Completely sober, I chatted with 11 of my classmates during dinner, dessert and drinks — Sprite and lemonade.
