I don't like to admit when I'm wrong. I think it's probably one of the hardest things we are asked to do as seemingly responsible, mature adults.
Three Dog Night sang, "One is the loneliest number." As an only child, there are times when I might agree.
In an attempt to illustrate the concept of opportunity cost, economics professors tell their students, "There's no such thing as a free lunch." Then their students turn around and offer them just that - a free lunch. The Take Your Professor to Lunch program, sponsored by the Arts & Sciences Council, allows students to take their professors out to lunch on the University's dime.
Last semester, I wrote a column about people's gross habits, begging them to tone it down some. Well I have a confession to make: I have a gross habit of my own. Hello, my name is Katie, and I am totally addicted to chewing gum. I'm serious.
Any club that has been around for 140 years has reason to celebrate. But for the Virginia Glee Club, the oldest musical group and second oldest organization on Grounds, this impressive anniversary called for more major and higher key celebrations. The anniversary was a week-long event, opening Friday night with a concert featuring the Virginia Glee Club, the Oriana Singers from Roanoke College and professional soloists.
I guess you could say I've been battle-tested from a very early age. Dozens of other second-grade boys wasted their priceless recess minutes chasing the girls or playing football.
I think, in the realm of dating, playing hard to get only works up to a certain point. A little bit of mystery is always a good thing, but there's a fine line in this game of playing hard to get.
Media Studies Teaching Assistant Ahrum Lee decided to try something new for his discussion section this semester: He actually is encouraging his students to use Facebook in class. Lee's decision is part of a growing trend among the University's faculty to use social media to help achieve academic goals. Administrators, too, are capitalizing on social media as a tool for promoting the University.
Before you read this column, there are two things you should know about me. First, when it comes to most sports, I am not very knowledgeable.
The stereotype of pre-med students is time tested and often true: the overscheduled, hyper-anxious student rushing to class, huddled over what looks like a small family of science textbooks at the library, compulsively checking grades, garnering glossy resume additions like a kid collecting baseball cards. Although we certainly don't all fit the stereotype, there is one element of it that hits every pre-med at one time or another: stress.
In America today, St. Patrick's Day is celebrated by the religious and non-religious, Irish and non-Irish alike.
I like to run. Ever since my friend and I set the record for the fastest mile at our middle school, I've liked running.
Ever since middle school, I have been the family fashionista, much to my mother's dismay. Every morning she would sigh with impatience and roll her eyes in frustration, as she reminded me for the third time that I better hurry up or else I would miss the bus.
Engineering students are often maligned for the stereotype that they only care about issues of math and science, displaying little to no interest in the arts.
SWS, or Smart Women in Securities, is coming to the University. From its start at Harvard in 2006, SWS quickly expanded into several other Ivy League schools.
Walk into a library and you'll see stacks of literary magazines. Go to the dining hall and you'll notice a flyer advertising an upcoming open mic night.
I'm probably going to upset some animal lovers out there, but I have to get something off my chest: I hate birds.
As second semester hurdles by, the clock is ticking for underclassmen to make a decision about their majors.
There is one thing I am familiar with, and that is travel. As a team we probably are on the road - driving or flying - at least once a week during the season.
Six days out of seven, I am a therapist. On the seventh day, I am sleeping, for if I were awake, I would be a therapist. I don't have a special couch or reading glasses that slide down my nose.
