Running away
By Mary Scott Hardaway | October 26, 2011I used to avoid coming home. I didn't want to be the kind of person that needed to come home. I didn't want to want home either.
I used to avoid coming home. I didn't want to be the kind of person that needed to come home. I didn't want to want home either.
Once upon a time, in a place called the Fine Arts Library, there sat a young woman trying to be scholarly.
You know that kid who begs his parents to stay up and watch scary movies on television? He is fascinated by the frightening and prefers ghost stories to tales of knights and dragons?
For students at the University, Family Weekend is the chance to update families about their lives, justify thousands of dollars worth of tuition just by walking parents around the Lawn, catch a much-needed break from schoolwork and clean the assortment of alcohol and dirty laundry scattered in every crevice of any room.
Every year since I moved out of dorms and got my own kitchen - so about two years total - I have started the school year off by planning to win at life, as I am sure most of us do.
The nature of a column is inherently self-centered. A columnist writes about herself because that's what she knows best.
Often the idea of university research studies brings to mind white rats hunting through a maze for cheese or beakers filled with mysterious bubbling liquids.
Date: Friday, October 14 Time: 7 p.m. Location: Lemongrass
At age 18, fourth-year Engineering student Imran Khan was diagnosed with Friedreich's Ataxia, a degenerative neuro-muscular disorder.
On Saturday, Aug. 27, Hurricane Irene was planking the Eastern Seaboard and I was cuddled up in my bed, procrastinating the copious amount of reading I acquired during the first week of school.
I think Stephanie Meyer might be a genius. There, I said it. I hate to marginalize some male readers, but Stephanie Meyer's "Twilight" series is, first and foremost, about a girl.
On my tour at U.Va. last year, I, like most of my peers, was dreadfully bored. I was only looking at the tour as a way to sleep in and avoid a math test.
They're on your windows. They're in your rooms. They crawl up your walls and make nests in your homes.
I used to think spring was my favorite season. I convinced everyone I knew that nothing was more beautiful than spring at the University.
It's hard to say exactly why I enjoy watching reality television - certainly not because it is high quality or bears any resemblance to anything that could be called art.
Most of the time when we order something, such as goods or services, the process is straightforward.
Date: Saturday, October 1 Time: 8 p.m. Location: Littlejohn's
My sister recently made a list for me, about me and the things I "don't like." Some people would call this a hate list, but I tend to be a bit more euphemistic.
Do doctors scare you? Does the thought of visiting Student Health and coming away with a tragic diagnosis haunt you?
It's no secret that I'm a movie fanatic. I dare not say how many screenings I've attended during the past year, but I can assure you that it's enough to earn my own intervention-style reality show. Movies are simply excellent.