Confusion Corner

Helping hands help themselves

04/22/2008

Despite their unclear motivations, people in the College’s service community seem to have a bottomless well of energy that they devote to helping others.

Picking and choosing College traditions

04/18/2008

Here we are, just one more week of classes, graduation less than a month away. With one foot seemingly already out the door, I feel guilty about all of the things I never got to do here.

The cold sore on a student’s existence

04/15/2008

Colonies of cauliflower-shaped blisters weep thick yellow mucus. The wound throbs at irregular intervals and glows a fiery red. This is not the mark of some sideshow freak, nor is it the infected battle scar of a soldier. This is what my cold sore looks like, and, trust me, it feels much worse than it looks.

Stuck on the back burner

04/11/2008

With the year winding down and departments distributing awards and accolades, the campus is abuzz with pride. As an extremely jealous person, I am dealing with some of the hardest moments.

Indecision torments during registration

04/08/2008

Registration is a cruel mistress. It’s the most difficult process in the world — worse, I’d venture, than most immune system diseases.

Punk'd, pranked by facebook fools

04/04/2008

So I suppose Facebook does dictate reality. It certainly had me fooled.

Confusion Corner: Disinheriting your history

04/01/2008

My dad is a history nut. Although he currently works at a pharmaceutical company, his drug of choice is not Tylenol or Vicodin but American Civil War History. Left unattended, the man would wander Civil War battlefields for days like some meth head.

As you can imagine, Williamsburg holds limitless...

Looking ahead, planning for the ‘real’ world

03/28/2008

It is official: I have plans for after graduation. Granted, I don’t have a job yet. I don’t quite know where I’ll be living. I don’t know how I’ll support myself. But I know with whom I’m living and we’re making strides toward being more concrete. Cue reality spin-off music.

Sweating a failed friendship

03/25/2008

“Sara, did you show James how to clean the shower once he’s finished?” Helene asked.

It was my first day in Paris and I had just taken a shower in my friend Sara’s bathroom. Aside from ordering food or asking for another pillow, traveling requires little from me. Yet I leave...

Fu Manchus need not apply

03/21/2008

A few nights ago I had a very heated discussion with my boyfriend about the gender wage gap. There I was, trucking along, spouting numbers and saying that women need to be more economically minded in relationships. But suddenly the conversation took a turn for the worse.

City of Lights dimmer than anticipated

03/18/2008

I love airport security. Walking through a metal detector and being randomly felt up by a uniformed stranger makes me feel more important than Nicole Richie.

Graying by graduation

03/14/2008

A note to those who schedule spring break: Never overlap daylight savings time with the return to campus. The return from vacation is startling enough and, on top of that, we lose an hour of sleep. It may be Friday, but I’m still recovering. With six weeks left in the semester, it is crunch time and literally every minute counts.

Honey, bring momma her pills

02/15/2008

Well, I did it. It finally happened. I caved. I got sick. Amidst all of the Nichol protests, the sit-ins and the candlelight singing, I was asleep.

Searching in vain for a place to call home, hang posters

02/12/2008

In my dreams I live in an off-campus house. I have a kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom with decorative wall art. Unfortunately, this dream will never materialize.

Spring fever leaves little to the imagination

02/08/2008

The warm weather we enjoyed this week really seemed like a godsend. Birds chirping, Barksdale mud-field drying, Frisbee throwing in the Sunken Garden — it was all too perfect. Something had to be amiss, and I’m not talking about climate change.