Column: an open letter regarding our upcoming 2023 Football Preview Edition
Almost as soon as I had stepped foot within the lift, the elevator operator's query, delivered with a keen edge, cut through the air.
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Almost as soon as I had stepped foot within the lift, the elevator operator's query, delivered with a keen edge, cut through the air.
Simply based on my easy demeanor and overall likable personality, you might not be aware of the fact that I’m a workaholic. I like working. Correction: I like getting home at the end of the day knowing I have worked. Contributing to my overall development and learning new things makes me feel good about myself. Just head over to my LinkedIn to see all the corporate jargon I abuse to pass myself off as an employable person.
So, you’re a new student and you don’t have — or don’t want — a car, but you need to get places. Luckily for you, the Triangle has a robust bus network. Here's what you need to know to get around.
It was 1991 in Guangdong, China, and 12 teams had something to prove.
I touched down on American soil in mid-May, after four months of studying abroad in Barcelona. Everything was different.
How many playlists go unused?
My first story at The Daily Tar Heel was about the Chapel Hill-Carrboro City Schools Board of Education working out a way to evaluate its superintendent. I left class in Carolina Hall at 6:15 p.m. on a Thursday and sat down in the Student Union soon after for the virtual meeting at 6:30 — stressed out of my mind.
I’ve lived in Chapel Hill for what feels like forever, so while moving into my South Campus dorm last fall wasn’t a change of place, it was definitely a big change of pace.
I am not the first person to share this advice, nor will I be the last. Moving into your first college dorm room is a formative experience in your young adult life and I’m here to make sure you have everything you need to be a full-time Tar Heel.
When I got to UNC in August 2020, I had just spent five months isolated from the outside world. After March 2020, when Wake County Public Schools shut down, my world was never the same.
While sitting down to write this column that is now past due (sorry, Caitlyn), the only thing that comes to my mind is the first time I walked into The Daily Tar Heel office.
Everything becomes more vivid when you’re about to say goodbye. And now that I’ve written that, it sounds goofy. But it’s true.
Despite my proud Michigan upbringing, I always knew I wanted to be a tarheel (one word, lowercase).
Last August was the first time I had set foot in The Daily Tar Heel office.
I had just graduated high school when a copy of The Daily Tar Heel’s mail home edition showed up at my house, all the way on Long Island.
Around this time last year, I remember waiting until every last staff member left the newsroom before I let myself exhale the tears I’d been swallowing under my breath.
I’ve always been a morning person.
I don’t have any words.
I’m certainly not the first to say it, but I have a complicated relationship with The Daily Tar Heel.
"The parts of ourselves that make us vulnerable are also the parts that make us beautiful."