When I started writing this column three years ago, I only had one guiding principle in mind: puns. I wasn’t interested in writing opinion pieces about legitimate issues or advice columns for bewildered first-years.
Since writing a column earlier this semester about contradictions in common colloquial phrases, I’ve found an aphorism that irks me — though for different reasons. I’ve been feeling indecisive towards the phrase “a picture is worth a thousand words.”
In light of the recent Boston Marathon bombing, the fertilizer plant explosion in Texas, the anniversary of the Virginia Tech shooting on top of the recent Sandy Hook shooting still resonating in our minds and hearts, it sometimes feels as if it would be easier to give up and feel as though the world is becoming some sort of dark place. I am not writing to discredit the horrors of these events—while I was lucky enough not to personally know anyone harmed, I was certainly saddened by each of them, and my thoughts and prayers go out to all of those who were affected by these tragedies.
If you have seen students walking around Grounds barefoot this past week with an abnormal frequency, you’re not alone.
1. How little sleep I could function off of: Sure, I’d heard horror stories of sleeping in libraries and pulling all-nighters every night for a week before finals.
The Virginia Gentlemen celebrated their 60th anniversary on Saturday, inviting fans, family and friends to share in a celebratory concert celebrating the groups long history as a part of U.Va.’s a capella scene.
She’s a self described Honey Badger, he shoots all the meat he eats
Last year I went at least six months without crying. For six months I laughed when I was happy and I shouted when I was angry.
Two weeks. That’s all there is left to my first year here in Wahooland. With this time left, you’d think I’d devote this last column to our beautiful University, but I’d like to move 270 miles south instead, to the heart of East Carolina University.
As I child, I often rifled through our furniture’s drawers in search of trinkets. My favorite was the pack of cocktail napkins stored in our buffet.
The days of waking up to text messages and phone calls you don’t remember sending or making are over, thanks to third years Joshua Anton (COMM) and Justin Washington (SEAS). Monday evening Apple Inc. approved their App, ‘Drunk Mode,’ which is a 99 cent app that “hides selected phone number from the contact list and history so one cannot send texts or make phone calls while intoxicated for [a period up to] 12 hours,” Anton said.
More than 50 students ran a 5K race hosted by the fledgling March of Dimes CIO Sunday, raising money to promote research and legislation to prevent premature births and infant mortality.
What does it mean to be a college student in the 21st century? It means having role models like Steve Jobs and Bill Gates, who simply couldn’t be bothered to slave over a degree.
At this moment — Sunday, April 14 at 3:22 p.m. — we have exactly 12 days of classes left. By the time this column prints, we will be well on our way to a mere ten.
There is simply no better way to spend a gorgeous Charlottesville morning than exploring our amazing brunch scene.
Before every summer break, I’m always secretly a little worried that I’ll go back home and never come back.
A host of block parties, bands and speakers will sweep the Downtown Mall this weekend as part of the second annual Tom Tom Founders Festival.
It’s a shame that clichés are, well, exactly that. Trite mantras that become diluted with overuse and come to be associated with Southern finger-wagging mothers.
When push comes to shove, David will squat two of you
The rumored U.Va. dorm search got me nervous, even though I know now it was all a hoax. What rights to privacy do I have while living in a dorm?
