I believe it was the Beatles who sang to the world, "All you need is love." This message is also a main theme in the movie "Love Actually," which, in my opinion, is one of the greatest films of all time.
Last Wednesday I was sitting around my apartment, anticipating a nice, relaxing weekend. Five days later I find myself in possession of free chicken sandwiches for a year, a side-splitting headache, a sweet fanny pack, an unhealthy obsession with Emilio Estevez and some questions for the John Paul Jones Arena PA man. It all started with a call from my friends, freaking out about how the first 100 people through the door at the Chick-Fil-A grand opening get 52 free combo meal coupons.
I consider myself a pretty polite guy. I say "bless you" when people sneeze, I hold the door open for those with whom I am sharing a doorway and I always at least nod my head in recognition when I make eye contact with someone, despite their stranger status. You might even fancy yourself as a polite person too.
A capstone project conducted by the Engineering school normally lasts one year, but some students developed their endeavors into a long-term pursuit. Seven students traveled to Cameroon last year with the goal of introducing a new, sustainable water filtration system to Tourou, a local village. The Engineering in Context program through the University allows students from multiple disciplines to collaborate on what is called a Capstone project. "Its intention is to provide a culminating experience for fourth year undergraduate students in engineering," Material Science and Engineering Prof.
Last Wednesday was arguably the most important day in American history. Nov. 8 will live in infamy as a watershed moment in the course of this great nation.
The Virginia men's club rugby team, the Virginia women's club rugby team and the Charlottesville men's rugby team all won their respective state tournaments last weekend.
November is usually not the most exciting month for University students. The weather gets colder, it becomes harder to make it to your 8 a.m.
Here is how the story goes: Every 'Hoo down in 'Hooville Liked College a lot. But the Grinch, Who lived just above C-ville, Did not. Just to the west of Grounds, a house sits on Lewis Mountain overlooking the University.
It is especially this time of year that we start to moan and complain about being University students, about how much easier life would be if we could just quit school and escape to some exotic locale, depending solely on our skills in basket weaving. Yet, how often do we forget how amazing it is that we actually are students here?
Thomas Jefferson once said, "In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock." I, however, beg to differ.
Insanely jealous of the political bloggers who got to appear on CNN's midterm election coverage, I've made it my goal to become the next big blogging bombshell.
First-year students are easily spotted, tramping down Rugby Road on weekend nights with their entire dorm. Second and third-year students clog the libraries and infiltrate the leadership of CIOs, determined to be involved in as much as possible before their time at the University is up. Fourth-year students are found socializing on the Lawn and can be picked out in other locations by the sad gleam in their eyes, realizing they only have one more semester left at the University. But what about graduate students in the College?
When I was 12 and he was 15, I caught my cousin smoking in our grandmother's backyard. At first I thought I had discovered some great secret, one in which I could exploit to my selfish pre-teen advantage.
In 2004, Frommer's rated Charlottesville as the best city in America to live in. That same year, Irated Charlottesville as the longest word I knew how to spell (that title still holds). So what makes this town the best?
A chilly breeze whipped against people's faces as streetlamps and lights from the restaurants lining the street illuminated a typical night on the Corner.
Having essentially crafted her own undergraduate and graduate career in interdisciplinary fashion, it is no wonder that Asst.
Jagshemash! Aren't familiar with my greeting? Then you desperately need to get yourself to a movie theater or at least log on to YouTube.
In a university setting rich with history, the Jefferson Literary and Debating Society holds a distinguished position.
When I came to college as a tender and innocent 18-year-old, I tried to pay heed to all the various warnings I received: "Don't eat too much -- it's easy to gain weight in college," "Get enough sleep every night," "Don't drink the punch, whatever you do." I've done pretty well with all of these, a claim that, as long as there are no scales around, no one can dispute. I received one additional mandate before leaving home: "Remember, you need to do more studying in college than in high school.
At the University, the diverse student body not only includesstudents of varying race, gender and sexul orientation but age as well.
