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Chris would spend time in the Alderman Library, playing his DS in the cafe, in hopes of attracting a [[boyfriend-free girl]] to be his [[sweetheart]]. | Chris would spend time in the Alderman Library, playing his DS in the cafe, in hopes of attracting a [[boyfriend-free girl]] to be his [[sweetheart]]. | ||
Chris alludes to "the campus" in his [[Captain's Log, Stardate May 22nd, 2009|22 May 2009]] video, suggesting that he may be returning to UVA as an attraction location for his [[Fuck Quest]]. | |||
==Sonichu on UVA== | ==Sonichu on UVA== |
Revision as of 18:56, 26 May 2009
University founded by Thomas Jefferson himself in Charlottesville, VA and bearing the unfortunate fame of being one of Chris's prime attraction locations
Chris would spend time in the Alderman Library, playing his DS in the cafe, in hopes of attracting a boyfriend-free girl to be his sweetheart.
Chris alludes to "the campus" in his 22 May 2009 video, suggesting that he may be returning to UVA as an attraction location for his Fuck Quest.
Sonichu on UVA
In Sonichu's News Dash #5, "Sonichu" (read: Chris) did a review of the UVA Library:
After hanging at Fashion Square and PVCC, Sonichu, the Electric-Hedgehog Pokemon, decided to give the University of Virginia a try. He found the campus grounds serene and peaceful with its history, scenery and plenty of grass to rest on. He found himself educated within the libraries’ many books, and made like he was in Paris with the outdoor tables and chairs. And the “Corner” stores had an interesting selection of items from pencil sets to DVDs. He gave the UVA 5/5 Lightning Bolts of approval. Thank you UVA, for a very peaceful place to chill at in the city of Charlottesville. |
UVA student on Chris
So Sonichu returned to Alderman today. I am not sure what to make of him. He sits in his chair and draws his sonichu comics, harmless, i assme. Yet, I feel like he knows he's different. He knows that the world rushing in front of him is not his own. Surrounded by the "brightest" students in America, whatever that means, he sits in his chair and draws. 23 years old. I'm not sure he even graduated high school. In front of him texts of Plato, Faulkner, God, and Kleist swirl. Does he have the capacity to understand these works? Whether he can or not, I am not sure, but their is something in his eyes that realizes that there is a level of understanding and thought that he is unable to partake in. As he slumps lower and lower in his chair with each student he eyes reading or holding a book, he falls into himself- into the markers and colors on the page in front of him. (coffee idea) He seems intelligent enough to understand that he does not understand, and that is the hardest part of all.[1] |
Sauce
- ↑ LiveJournal 13 April 2005