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(09/10/09 6:00am)
Would you rather eat more bread for less dough? Do you want omelets for dinner and pasta for breakfast? Is a tuna melt sandwich your idea of a complete meal? I think it's time you dared to enter my world: living on campus and off the meal plan.
(03/26/09 8:00pm)
It's safe to say that I hated this school one year ago. For lots of reasons, I also hated the insecurity I felt within myself.
(03/26/09 7:55pm)
It was the Thursday of spring break when I found myself on the front porch of a dilapidated house in the 13th Ward of New Orleans. Sitting beside me was a woman whom I formally met as Firdella, but she quickly told me that everyone just calls her Della.
(03/05/09 9:00pm)
There are still several things that really trouble me as I listen to the conversation on this campus. I truly believe that we are in what could potentially be a time of growth for our school, but I'm really not convinced that there will be any sort of lasting changes made.
(02/26/09 9:00pm)
The other day I revealed to my mom the philosophy of my life: my faith in God, love of people and desire for productivity. I think it's a pretty optimistic way to live life, and it's given this semester a sense of adventure. It's the kind of mindset that's constantly waiting for the next reason to find the good in humanity.
(02/19/09 9:00pm)
RICHMOND -- It seemed as if there was glitter everywhere: on the floor, tables, and I even saw it in one of the kid's hair. It was as if Tinker Bell ambushed the Children's Ward at the Medical College of Virginia (MCV) with blue and pink glitter and four of us were left to clean up the mess.
(02/12/09 5:36am)
So here I was on the corner of Broad and Madison Street Friday night listening to four people in a folk(ish) band scream my name aloud in front of about 15 people with crowds nearby.
(02/05/09 4:51am)
It was almost a year ago when I first met members of the "Extreme Croquet Club of Richmond" playing on the Westhampton Green. I was standing under a tree on a cold, rainy Sunday when I heard the now familiar crack of a croquet mallet hitting a croquet ball. I looked over at the group and watched wondering who would want to be outside on a day like that.
(01/29/09 9:00pm)
I'm afraid I haven't been completely honest with myself during the last year and a half of college. There are times in life -- you might have experienced them -- when you realize you've made tons of small decisions and finally reached a TAM point ... That Ain't Me. I know myself too well to actually believe that my passions are dead and my dreams small. To think I had finally arrived at a point of comfort with the world around me ... TAM. I recently realized that when I'm here at school, I spread myself so thin that sometimes I'm not actually anywhere -- moving too fast and caring too little for what's going on around me. Most of my relationships are like faces when the train goes by and you can just barely make out the blur before it's gone.
(01/22/09 8:11pm)
During the last week, while Israel attacked Palestine, drug lords pushed Mexico deeper into political disarray and the FDA discovered salmonella in my peanut butter (knock on wood), someone on this campus was stressing out about balloons.
(12/20/08 12:33pm)
NEW YORK -- Friday night I stood beside more than 30 Richmond alumni to watch our football team make school history. From 800 miles away, we packed into a pub named The Australian and screamed with the crowds in Chattanooga, Tenn., and every other fan watching around the nation. Although I felt like a teenybopper wearing my Richmond '11 T-shirt, I didn't care because the place was packed and our Spiders rocked the house.
(11/20/08 8:00pm)
Look around everyone; we don't have any reasons to be thankful. It's really cold outside, there's tons of schoolwork to do and geese are taking over the grass in front of the library. We don't even have holidays that stand for something noble. There are two holidays coming up: the second most drunken day of the year (Thanksgiving) and the most commercialized day of our miserable capitalist lives (Christmas). Congratulations to America for eating Thanksgiving and Christmas and pooping out gluttony and materialism. That's an awkward image, to be true, but completely apt.
(11/13/08 8:00pm)
Sunday night, Umoja Gospel Choir sang, sororities Delta Sigma Theta and Alpha Kappa Alpha stepped and three dance teams - NGOMA, Asian Beat and D-squad - performed to a packed house in the North Court Reception Room. I had never before seen all of these student organizations in the same place at the same time and honestly it almost felt like I was at another school. This night coincided with a program called Multicultural Overnight Visitation Experience (MOVE) that welcomes prospective students from all over Virginia to spend a night on out campus.
(11/06/08 8:00pm)
Here's the plan: We drive 16 hours from Richmond to Kansas City from 5:30 p.m. on Thursday to about 10:30 a.m. the next day. My mom and dad weren't too wild about the idea and both told me that not going was a completely legitimate alternative. Maybe we should have reevaluated the whole idea, but somehow by the grace of God three news junkies made it to the Associated Collegiate Press National College Media Convention alive.
(10/30/08 7:00pm)
Go crazy. Crazy like this guy I saw Sunday when I got to go to the live concert with Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds. I don't know who he is, but he was on the floor of the Siegel Center with hundreds of people behind him in the audience watching him completely let loose. He had his own personal variation that was a combination of running in place, karate, krump and Irish step all piled into one. He was seriously getting into it. I didn't join him because I thought it was funny at first, but eventually I realized how much I respected him for his ability to lose himself in the music. No drugs, no alcohol, just a love for Dave and Tim.
(10/23/08 8:00pm)
Over 20 years ago my family moved to Africa for almost a month. While they were there (before I was born) my dad walked to the local health clinic with a guy from Australia every morning and every morning he looked my dad in the eye and exclaimed with a thick accent, "America! Greatest nation on earth!" He was completely sarcastic in a joking sort of way and my dad still says it was after this experience that he began to realize how the rest of the world views the United States. We think we're big, bad and the best. We go into foreign countries expecting to solve all the problems (South Korea, Vietnam, Afghanistan, Iraq, etc.) and don't usually consider the effects of our actions. I'm often reminded of the Will Farrell "Voice Immodulation" skit where he screams, "We're loud, we're proud! Get used to it!"
(10/09/08 7:00pm)
Who else besides me reads the writing on the bathroom stalls? There are political rants, inter-fraternity quarrels and usually some reference to a person eating what the toilet leaves behind. While it's probably more often in guys bathrooms (considering most girls I talk to haven't seen any such graffiti) it is always worth taking the time to read. Graffiti in bathroom stalls is some of the most candid dialogue I have ever seen on campus. Whoever writes on the bathroom stall has no fear of punishment and only a few people ever see the message. The scribbles are not always wholesome or thoughtful, but are often indicative of what happens in reality or are at least a reflection of the way many people think about a subject.
(10/02/08 7:00pm)
On Monday morning I love to talk to the campus facilities workers about the crazy weekend we had on campus. Though they are not here at night when students throw down, it's amazing what you can learn through the trash and waste on the morning after. As I was informed on Monday, "The trash tells it all."
(09/25/08 7:00pm)
People come from all over the world to get caught in the web. We come from vastly different lives to the manicured campus and stone buildings where we will temporarily call home. I have heard countless times "how diverse and accomplished this freshman class is!" and I have been impressed with the new recruits. But at the same time, I wonder how this diversity could make it more difficult to unify under the University of Richmond ideal.
(09/18/08 8:00pm)
How is it that this school takes such a diverse student body and creates many similar people? I'll be asking this question during the coming weeks in an attempt to analyze the enigma that is the University of Richmond and the limitations of the student experience.