God knows why I went to Argentina. Seriously, only he knows. All I know is this: 10 months ago, I arrived in Buenos Aires, the hottest, biggest city I've ever been in, with the mission to see the world and learn Spanish.
Dear UR Community, I would like to thank each and every person who helped with this year's Trick or Treat Street, especially the chairs. It was a perfect day in every way!
This is the incendiary tale of a couple of average Richmond kids, trying to come to grips with success ... who come up short, with nothing to show for themselves but a tale that begs to be told. 5:00 p.m.: This is the time I'm supposed to arrive on the set on Friday with Julia Pepe, WC '11, to co-star in our first feature film with Katherine Heigl. Well, when I said "co-star," I meant we were extras.
My most recent article described me defending my male friend in what was realistically (if not understatedly) a physical assault on campus.
As you walk by, you pull out your phone, you search through your bag, you start an intense conversation with your friend walking with you, you claim momentary deafness, you have a sudden coughing attack ... you do everything, you try with all the innovativeness of a University of Richmond student to avoid making eye contact. Does this laundry list of evasive tactics strike a chord with you?
Since I am currently studying abroad in San Sebastian, in the Basque Region of Spain, it would be entirely useless to the vast majority of you if I were to write a restaurant review.
The Collegian asks students, "What do you think of the e-mail sent by Adraine Kennedy?" "To tell you the truth, I didn't pay much attention to the e-mail when I received it.
I was greatly disappointed upon visiting the Collegian website, and finding what many reasonable observers would consider to be a blatant misuse of university property and unethical behavior by a university employee ("Students receive politically charged e-mail from employee," Nov.
Dear ______ We are the students of the SSIR Debate Program. We joined this program rather skeptical, and rather tentatively.
I can remember the day like it was yesterday. It was a cold and damp morning in Pittsburgh on Oct.
Every student enrolled here at the University of Richmond is well-educated. But, it has come to my attention that academic proficiency is simply not sufficient at the college level, and that there is currently a significant problem with ignorance on the Richmond campus. I assume that most of us are familiar with these famous words of wisdom: "Ignorance breeds fear.
I decided to go home last weekend with the intention of getting some sleep, saving myself an estimated 3,000 extra calories and making significantly better life decisions so that when I woke up on Saturday and Sunday I could look in the mirror and be OK with the person looking back.
Upon arriving to Oxford, I was mentally prepared to tackle difficult academic meetings, lengthy professional lectures and rigorous class obligations.
Midterms signal a time for midway evaluation. It's a time to work on areas of weakness in preparation for an enhanced performance and a better product than before. Like the midterm evaluation, midway through the semester and thus midway through your fitness pursuits, check in with yourself concerning your midsection. Want better abs?
Three nights ago, I stayed up until 3 a.m. and got up at 8 a.m. Two nights ago, I followed that five hours up with an all-nighter and did not sleep at all.
There are a lot of questions out there, and there are certainly plenty of answers, but riddle me this: What did we do with ourselves before Facebook? I literally can't even remember what I did before Facebook came along to document every picture, quote, relationship status, "Like" or interaction of virtually every person ... and their mothers. One second you're just checking your Facebook before you head out for the afternoon and two hours later you find yourself still on the couch unable to tear your eyes away from some strange guy's pictures that you know only because he has mutual friends with a friend of your best friend's boyfriend.
So maybe you never want to be considered a typical gym rat, and you don't have to, even if you do want to flex during Beach Week.
During the past two months, there has been more crime on campus than most of us could have ever expected.
Ah, yes. Homecoming 2010 is upon us. And that can only mean one thing: The campus is crawling with Spiders. It's one of two weekends of the year (the other, of course, being the high holy day of Pig Roast) that alumni can return to campus without being perceived by their peers and students as lingering dingleberries. And during this magical weekend, age and consequences don't seem to exist.
