Etymology of the day: The word "gladiator" derives from the Latin word gladiator, meaning "gladiator." Pretty cool, huh?
There have been many bad ideas in the past, including Reagan's "trickle-down economics," the invention of headaches and teaching David Hasselhoff to sing.
Procrastination is like a bludger in the game of Quidditch: It comes at you head-on, smacks you in the face and slows you down so you cannot get to your goal.
Cupid's shadow is once again edging its way toward the Academical Village, foreshadowing one of the worst and most nerve-wracking holidays for guys everywhere.
It's funny how distanced we are from family in college. There's the obvious "college, no parents!" but the physical distance is evident, too.
A sociable atmosphere, a welcoming community, competitions and a useful tool in an emergency -- although this may sound like Facebook crossed with Sept.
I cannot remember the last time I had one of those half-black, half-white cookies; my memory only holds that they were a delicious blend of lemon and chocolate.
By Lindsey Wagner Cavalier Daily Senior Associate Editor Every year, the Virginia General Assembly meets to discuss pressing issues such as driver fees, smoking laws and the official state song -- and the average person only knows about a few of the most controversial.
Valentine's Day can be complicated for college men. It is a day for expressing feelings, but college men are emotional rocks.
I recently had the good fortune to come across a new interweb service that is meant to cater primarily to college students, but also to dirty high schoolers and old-people!
People exit this world as quickly as they enter it. Some may spend their time quietly, while others choose to make some noise, kick some butt and take some names.
At times, even a learning environment so visually captivating and historically intriguing as the University may seem lacking.
After two weeks I have accepted most of London's idiosyncrasies. I was ready for my share of cultural adaptations, don't get me wrong, and have smoothly adjusted to most of them.
A girl on my study abroad program has a long-term boyfriend -- I've been hearing about him since the first day I met her in London. He seems like a pretty good guy.
This Sunday (or by the time this column runs, last Sunday) is Super Bowl Sunday. It is the day for "The Big Game," as it is called by anyone who doesn't want to get sued for encroaching on the NFL's most sacred and treasured trademark.
Nestled in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains only a few miles past the site of the Foxfield Race Track is the Free Union Country School.
In the realm of entertainment, the board game has fallen on some hard times in recent years. Kids today, it seems, would much rather stand in front of a television pretending to dance or play an instrument than push around small pieces of paper and plastic with no certain purpose.
I'm really happy colleges offer psychology courses. Ever since my housemate Mark took Psych 101, I have been lucky to learn day-in and day-out how many afflictions trouble me.
Spring semester has sprung, which means fourth-year students have about 15 weeks left to turn a B.A.
The roasted turkey has been carved and the spiced eggnog poured, yet instead of being filled with the holiday spirit, you are engulfed with dread as you take your seat at the dinner table.
