If I’ve learned anything from the two short decades I’ve spent on this planet, it’s not to trust nice people.
In an effort to bring her passion for China and Chinese culture to the University, second-year Commerce student Alicia Underhill, recently started a chapter of Project Pengyou — Chinese for “friend” — which develops networking opportunities for events, jobs and resources related to China.
You know that nice, triangular grassy patch where everyone picnics across the street from Bodo’s? Where Brooks Hall is?* It needs a name. The fact that I just had to use so many words to describe a place we go all the time is, if you ask any writer, English major or literary inclined person, an utter linguistic travesty.
I’m standing at the bus stop, scrolling through Instagram for the 10,000th time, waiting for the Inner Loop very impatiently.
To put it simply, talking about Greek life has already gotten painfully old. I’m someone who has always had qualms with the Greek system.
“Oh, you must be spoiled.” It’s a sentence I have heard frequently throughout my life. To most people, disclosing you are an only child is disclosing you are a brat.
Ashley Self was a junior in high school when her mother was diagnosed with brain cancer, beginning a battle with the disease which eventually claimed her life. Now a third-year nursing student, Self participates in Relay for Life to create a positive change in light of this tragedy.
Interesting conversation, delicious food and an uncertain romantic connection
The Organization of African Students (OAS) is finalizing details for the Africa Day show to be held on April 16th 2014 in Newcomb Ballroom.
The Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program allows families with lower incomes to shop at the Charlottesville Farmer’s Market for fresh fruits, vegetables and local meats.
This past weekend’s Tom Tom Founders Festival featured 170 hours of free arts and musical events to celebrate the Charlottesville community.
120 polished and confident girls with shiny Pantene hair and clear smiles stare at me. I don’t recognize most of them, but they form a mass of perfection, of poise.
Walking to class the other day, I noticed a familiar looking man headed in my direction. Appearing to be in his 50s or so, he continued to approach me until he was close enough for me to confirm I did indeed recognize him.
As a child, dreams were like a game for me. I would wake up and immediately try to tell someone in the house what happened, only to find 30 seconds into my description that I was making up nonsense due to my lack of memory.
I find myself picking up on the atmosphere we create more and more these days as I struggle to pull myself out of a strange whirlpool of stress.
Third-year Engineering students Lauren Baesten and Emily Nemec and first-year College student Amanda Halacy have been working since September to put together a project to train special education teachers in Zambia.
For those of you who are not aware, there was a Teeny Animal Farm in the amphitheater last week. No, that is not the name of the band you’ve never heard of but pretend you know to seem cool to your friends.
Thanks to BuzzFeed, I know more about myself than I ever thought I wanted to. I know which Olsen twin I would be, which character on Gilmore Girls I would date, even which 19th century writer most accurately matches my personality.
When asked to give directions to the Lawn’s Garden VII in the Final Jeopardy round of our training game, I freeze.
Due to my immense disdain for running and my lack of any semblance of hand-eye coordination, I was never an athlete in high school.
