Being back this fall has led me to realize I have a case of Peter Pan syndrome. If there were a Neverland for college students I — along with every frat boy — would definitely be there.
Date: Saturday, Sept. 8 Time: 7 p.m. Place: Café Europa Name: Taylor Year: Fourth School: Engineering Major: Chemical Engineering University involvements: Volunteer firefighting, AICHE Alumni and Corporate Relations Chair, Sailing Club, honorably discharged UTS bus driver, Hereford Student Senate Hobbies: I spend a lot of time at the fire station.
New Corner dining option Ginkgo had an official opening ceremony last week, treating their guests to authentic Sichuan food.
Growing up, I considered myself a regular tomboy. Looking back, I suppose this was mostly attributable to the one miserable afternoon I spent watching NASCAR with my dad and the plethora of worn jerseys passed down from my cousin. With this warped self-image came a lot of false confidence in areas that I cannot claim to have any real knowledge.
I have a nickname from childhood, coined and used solely by my immediate family. I’ve probably mentioned it before: Maisie.
Cavalier Daily: Tell me about yourself. Professor Balogh: I was born in Coral Gables, Florida. I still root for the Miami Hurricanes, and I also root for U.Va., even when they play the Miami Hurricanes.
To continue the trend of masking my own life crises as journalistic endeavors, I decided to write about my experiences attending a wedding this weekend.
Dear Class of 2016, Some of you reading this column are already in love with college, Grounds and all things U.Va.
Edgar A. Poe offers amateur advice to those quintessential college problems which University students face. This week: homesickness, extracurricular overdrive and a one-night stand.
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.
Most college students look forward to summer vacation as a chance to escape from the stress of school, but as fourth-year Commerce students headed to work on Wall Street this summer, they knew they had their work cut out for them. Working as interns in the sales and trading sector of the financial market, fourth-year Commerce students Andrew Colberg and Jake Davies woke before the sun rose so they could be in the office at 5:30 a.m., before the markets opened.
I was in Europe this summer. I could tell you what I learned at the Tate Modern, what I realized in Normandy, what I came to understand on the Underground.
This year at the University has had a bit of a different feel for me. I am entering my fourth year, forgive me for being sentimental, but I have a lot of feelings about it.
The basics- Name: Clifford Year: Third School: College/Batten School Major: Leadership and Public Policy Sexual Orientation: Straight University involvement: Second Year Council, Phi Sigma Pi National Honor Fraternity, SCUBA Club, Chinese Student Association Hometown: Calhoun, GA Ideal date person: Shorter, petite, great smile.
Social networking — whether it be in the form of Facebook, Twitter, Foursquare or any other online forum — is a powerful and ubiquitous tool.
It’s unfortunately easy to lose faith in humanity. Everything’s going alright for a while until, suddenly, one event begins a downward spiral that usually ends with me hating everyone and everything.
When I was 14-years-old I decided to put “flying in large treacherous metal machines at 30,000 feet” at the top of my “greatest fears” list.
Although I always claimed to understand how great this college town is, I never really understood until I went to a place where most people associate 14th Street with the Union Square subway station. While I was away, I learned not only about New York, the magazine industry, and myself; I also learned a lot about Charlottesville.
Charlottesville is defined by its monumental attractions: Monticello, the Downtown Mall and the University of Virginia to name a few. These attractions are must-sees for any student, resident or tourist. But it is Charlottesville’s lesser-known venues that make it into the special place it is.
At this point in August, the Olympics have become about as stale as Ryan Lochte’s brain cells. But watching the Olympics religiously this summer — I mean, I even gave archery a shot — genuinely altered the way I view young adulthood and my place in it.
