It is fair game to judge a book by its cover. Right now, I am not talking about books. I am talking about classifications of people. Before continuing, I would like to note I have never been a consultant for GQ nor do I presume to know a lot about fashion.
On my way home from class the other day, I couldn't help but admire the serenity of the beautiful city around me.
A few weeks ago, I went to Target to purchase some pantyhose for upcoming job interviews. I entered the store feeling optimistic, looking forward to getting my life in order.
I spend a lot of time on the second floor of Alderman Library. Now, I know what you're thinking, I must be one of those nerdy kids who actually has enough time in my life to do all my homework.
I have a theory that you can tell a lot about someone by the way he dresses. There's a reason it's called personal style.
Who is your greatest influence or inspiration? My grandfather is my greatest influence but he isn't the only one.
You've only had four hours of sleep. You have a 9:30 a.m. class racing toward you. Your throat is sore.
Now that I am finally mobile again and have been able to exercise for a while, workouts like running loops around Barracks Shopping Center, swimming back and forth in the Aquatic & Fitness Center pool and spending hours on the elliptical machines at Slaughter Recreation Center are starting to lose their former thrills. Exercise is still something I'm thankful to be able to do everyday, but just as a kid with a strong sweet tooth will start to feel queasy after downing three pieces of cake in a row, I'm starting to look for new and engaging ways to exercise. I'm not doing a complete overhaul of my exercise regimen.
A native of Boulder, Colorado, first-year Engineering student Doug Koenig came to the University almost by chance.
To many students at the University, college is an opportunity to explore different interests and take a wide variety of classes to decide which career to pursue.
Last Saturday night, I walked into John Paul Jones Arena at the tender age of 19, dressed to kill in a sundress and boots, living it up with my girls all around me - oops, that's a Miley song.
Intramural sports, division games, March Madness, walking up stairs - all constant reminders that I have no athletic ability.
I am in my element in the kitchen. The rhythmic, soothing chopping sound of a sharp knife slicing through an onion, the exceptional, inimitable smell of garlic and olive oil melding together on the stove top, the feel of pasta's warm steam hitting my face when drained in a colander - these sensations are familiar and comforting to any seasoned cook.
When I was in high school, I highlighted quotes in my quote books. Yeah, I had quote books. One of my favorites came from Clifton Fadiman (I have no idea who he is): "Cheese - milk's leap toward immortality." Upon first glance, I giggled.
Cupcake blogs. Miniature, quarter-sized cupcakes. Gelato-topped cupcakes. Everywhere, it seems, cupcakes are sweeping the nation. In Charlottesville, those wishing to partake in this food trend can head to Cappellino's Crazy Cakes, a bakery in Third Street that opened in 2008.
They say the undergraduate experience defines University graduates for their rest of their lives, from choosing future jobs to the people one meets.
It's late afternoon, everyone in our minivan is tired and we are about four-and-a-half hours from our night's stopping point.
Trish Major? Biology major, philosophy minor Sexual Orientation? Straight What extracurriculars do you participate in? Club soccer, Hoos for a Cure, mentoring What do you like to do in your free time? Play sports, watch TV, dance around What are the physical and personality attributes you are looking for in a date? Physical attributes: Someone nice on the eyes wouldn't hurt, but I'm not picky.
As I walk across Grounds on these wonderfully warm recent afternoons, I can't help but ... yawn. Here's a guy telling jokes to a girl sitting next to him in Economy of China.
So I'm shaving my head for St. Baldrick's this week. Thursday, to be exact. For those of you who don't know what St.
