I’m starting to think the answer has something to do with self-respect — with a visible-yet-unassuming confidence in oneself and one’s intrinsic value.
I like going on “self-dates” where I go do something by myself that I enjoy.
Nothing is worse than trying to catch up with an acquaintance at a crowded bar.
The crest of Siena looks suspiciously like a tiny porcelain espresso cup filled up halfway with black coffee.
Sometimes, I actually enjoy the linguistic innovations of our country’s youths. They gave us the “DTR.”
My first impression of the Corner was that it was just about the most intimidating place in the entire world.
Charlottesville appears to be the latest city the workout class trend has hit.
Stake out a cubicle in Clem 1; once it’s vacated, put a fitted sheet over it for your very own blanket fort. Only allow entry if people know the password.
But along with third-year comes responsibilities like resumes, Handshake accounts, interviews and all those other things that are getting way too real and close to popping my blissful, college-protected bubble.
Allowing interruptions isn’t caring less about yourself or your plans — it’s caring more about what you see, hear and experience than you do about your control over your minute, hour, day or week.
“English…English…” he muttered, “But, you seem smart enough to be in math or science."
All my life, I have been the quiet girl that stands to the side of a crowded room.
Tavola prides itself in the fresh and from-scratch cooking style, and their excellent food sourcing provides them a culinary edge over the competition.
“I wound up doing the place kicking for the Virginia Silverbacks,” said Lynch.
A mother herself, McGruder said she feels a sort of responsibility for students.
I will change my name to Trixie and marry an elderly Texas billionaire for that deathbed dime.
I've settled into my groove, I can get away with reusing outfits and guessing which class I'm walking into.
By now, the drive to Charlottesville is an equation, but my time here has definitely not been formulaic.
These beginnings shaped me into the odd combination of Ted Mosby and Barney Stinson that I am today.
How long do I have to be “ex patria” before I can call myself an expat?
