Rush is weird. Having gone through recruitment four times now—once as a “rushee” and three times as a sorority woman—I can knowingly say it does not get much better. Each year, I approached the process differently.
I had never known exactly what Boxing Day was until my Canadian cousin explained it to me during winter break—it’s a holiday of mostly historical value, observed in celebrating countries by closing nearly all businesses and banks.We in the States, however, typically do just the opposite this time of year—come December 26, malls become just about as crowded as they were barely a month ago, on the infamous Black Friday. On the morning after Christmas, Americans tend to pivot and head back to the mall to exchange the gifts we received for what we really wanted.
Coming back from winter break, I got in to Charlottesville around 2 p.m. I only had one errand to run that day and, naturally, I didn’t get around to it until 9 p.m.
“College has changed you,” my friend said with disgust. Upon hearing these words, I was immediately ashamed.
I’ve come to associate the start of spring semester with the onset of chronic lethargy. Winter break works its best at licking the wounds of fall semester, but four weeks of traveling or binge-watching never seem long enough to extinguish the remnants of postpartum final exam malaise.
The top 10 things you missed about Charlottesvile while you were home for Winter Break.
In equating my stay in Spain to a dream, I fail to conceptualize that for many people, those small treasures I cherished comprise a daily reality.
First-year Engineering student Henry Muhlbauer manages challenging coursework, extracurricular involvement and sports events like his peers on Grounds.
In a small room at the local Seminole Trail Volunteer Fire Department, University students sleep lightly, knowing an emergency call could come in at any moment.
It was fitting that my trip to the dog park coincided perfectly with the end of my first semester at college.
In Stephen King’s memoir On Writing, King compares the process of crafting long works of fiction to “crossing the Atlantic Ocean in a bathtub.” Easy for him to say, considering his bathtub is equipped with a high-performance engine.
With the release of Taylor Swift’s most recent album, most of my free time not spent writing essays has been devoted to watching her music videos on repeat until the wee hours of the morning.
I spent most of my senior year burdened by the weight of making the “right” college choice — as if there was one gilded school that ensured me four blissful years of happiness.
Anyone who’s kept up with my columns this semester will have detected two general themes: etymology and shopping.
Feminism is for Everyone, commonly known as FIFE, is a CIO which advocates for gender equality on Grounds. The CIO holds weekly discussion-based meetings, as well as frequent collaborative meetings with other organizations.
Recent University graduates Alberto Namnum and Jung Kim along with fourth-year Commerce students Joseph Linzon and Alvaro Anspach have been planning and organizing for the past year in preparation for the launch of their restaurant on the Corner next semester.
I confess: I am 20 years old and my favorite part of the weekend is going to church on Sunday mornings.
It was a frigid Friday night and Littlejohn’s was the only thing on my mind between 2 and 3 a.m.
While this semester has been a trying one—one that has made me question many things—I am leaving it behind with a real appreciation for the fortitude of our student body. We are not passive. We are all connected by a desire to make a difference, to do what is right and to support our fellow Hoos.
I’ve been in Italy for the events surrounding the tragedy of Hannah Graham’s disappearance, the Rolling Stone article and the backlash that ensued. The discussions, the somber camaraderie, the “this is not right and we need to do something,” the desperation and helplessness.
