We've all heard the news by now -- Frank's Pizza is no more. Neveragain will we come together as a student body in the same way.
Well, welcome back, everybody. Great to see you all again. I missed Grounds profoundly when I was back in the wilds of Cleveland or in the more literal wilds of the American West whilst crossing the country with my older brother, of which I will tell much more in future columns.
For women students attending classes in the University's Law School and Graduate School of Business Administration, the evening hours are a source of fear. In the wake of 15 rapes which occurred in Charlottesville and Albemarle County during 1976 the North Grounds Security Committee has targeted several parking lots and sidewalks which pose dangerous threats to students' security. The panel's recently released report recommends: -increasing the lighting at the rear of the Law and Business Schools and in the immediate vicinity of the new cafeteria; -finish the installation of the courtyard lamps; -increase the lighting in the Copely III parking lot through the installation of low posted lamps; -clear the underbrush around the sidewalk along Arlington Boulevard and increase the number of street lamps on that road and/or install low posted lamps along the walk; -install lighting in the University Hall parking lot, especially around the bus stop; -improve bus service, including increased frequency of evening runs, earlier evening service along Arlington Boulevard, and expanded service on weekends; and -construct an adequately lighted sidewalk between the Law and Business School and University Hall. The panel polled over eighty women last year to learn what areas are considered unsafe.
Seven-time Tour de France champion Lance Armstrong is now attempting to overcome one more obstacle in his life: allegations from tour director Jean-Marie Leblanc that he used illegal drugs to enhance his performance in the races. According to The Washington Post, a recent drug test in a Paris laboratory has shown that Armstrong was taking EPO, a drug used as a red-cell booster, before his first tour win.
Your bar-hopping buddy may be a criminal. According to the Virginia Department of Alcoholic Beverage Control (ABC) Web site, students who "possess, use or distribute fake IDs are charged with a Class 1 misdemeanor." Additionally, students who give or loan their ID to an underage student will face more serious charges than students who use a fake ID with their own picture on it to buy alcohol. University students apparently have no qualms about using fake IDs to get alcohol, as many bar owners and bouncers have seen an increase in fake ID use since last year.
Another year, another move-in day. As I watch all these first years unpack their cars and ready themselves for life as college students, I can't help but fondly recall the day I moved in.
Greeter: 1: A U.Va. student composed entirely of good will and solid muscle mass; 2: An endless fountain of trivial knowledge about Thomas Jefferson and the University; 3: A source of relief for the Class of 2009 and their families. As I read this definition on the back of my bright-yellow greeter shirt at 8:30 a.m.
I was doing some required reading the other day (required reading meaning the newest Vanity Fair in which Jen finally talks about Brad), and there was an advertisement in the magazine about a writing contest.
The first day of classes is always the same. Same walk to class, same anonymous faces, same internal monologue.
So you're a hot shot college student now, completely independent from Mom and Dad
Unless you've been living under a rock (or studying too much organic chemistry for summer courses), you have likely heard about the infidelity of super-hot actor Jude Law to his gorgeous fiancée, Sienna Miller.
Saturday marks the second year that I have not had to move into any sort of University-owned housing, a fact for which I am most thankful.
T he basement in your house is flooding, and the roof is caving in. You're homeless or living out of the backseat of your car.
My little sister is going to college this year. It's terrifying but she already has a new comforter, funky pillows and a Facebook account
I think the greatest moment in American history went a little something like this: Two college-age guys are driving in the car when Kelly Clarkson's "Since U Been Gone" comes on the radio.
Orem City, Utah. They call it "Family City, U.S.A." It's nestled away in the northernmost corner of the Beehive State, in a mountain crevice lovingly called, "Happy Valley." Happy, that is, until Michael Moore decided to pay a visit. In October 2004, just before the election, Utah Valley State College announced it would play host to the nation's most controversial and cholesterol-filled filmmaker.
Here we are in the flip-flops and flat iron (have you checked out what this heat wave mess can do to the hair?) necessary days of August with the start of the fall semester mere weeks away.
Approximately 17,000 guests and 120 conferences later, employees at the University's Conference Services are almost ready to close shop for what they have dubbed to be "one of the most successful summers yet." Catering to the needs of clients ranging from children to senior citizens, Conference Services serves as the backbone of all organizations and events that take place at the University over the summer, from graduation housing, to sports camps, to business conferences. Conference Services Director Sheri States knows the extent to which this organization feels the brunt of the onset of summer activity at the University. "Although we organize a few conferences during the year, the majority of our work takes place in the summer," said States, who has been working for Conference Services for nine years.
What happens when you have nothing to do all summer? You remember the sweet Jose Diaz-Balart fan club, that's what.
Maybe you had enough of babysitting when you graduated from high school, but some University students can't get enough.
