I was just walking to my 11 a.m. class through the Pit when I saw them.
Here are some posts that just make sense at the end of the semester:
LOL it’s April 20th. How? The last day of classes is a week from today, and I am completely panicking
1. You spend the entire month of March hoping that it'll get warm
It's that time of the year again. Unfortunately I don't mean those splendid winter holidays where gifts are exchanged and copious amounts of food are consumed.
Disclaimer: I have a lot of mixed feelings about Yik Yak. I’ve seen quite a few posts that I’ve had issues with. Regardless, there are occasional priceless gems that I’ve kept on my phone since September.
Every kid older than seven knows there is a difference between blatantly lying and stretching the truth. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on your sense of humor), the people at Snapple are all under the age of five.
Seeing adorable dogs on campus has become the norm for me, and with that being said I feel like it has become my obligation to share the puppies with the world.
There is a week and half left before the beginning of the most dreaded time of the year — finals.
LDOC is less than two weeks away. Freaking out yet?
It was sunny, 75 degrees, and I had already been certifiably diagnosed with spring fever.
As finals are fast approaching, so are finals blues. The libraries are filling up, stress is building, and despite the beautiful weather and spring fever, there's an aura of dread over campus.
While I lived on campus, I spent many hours daydreaming about how glorious it would be to have my own space, but I would be lying if I didn't tell you it came with its drawbacks. Here's some ways that you might want to lower your expectations.
Raise your hand if you have ever been personally victimized by the summer apartment search.
With college t-shirt day looming around the bend and your friends from high school texting you for advice on where to go, the spirit of a Carolina tour guide is in everyone these days.
I am still unwilling/unable to accept the fact that in about three weeks I will be one fourth of the way finished with college and that much closer to the impending doom that I associate with adulthood.
I never knew that campus celebrities were a thing until this semester, but I've come to love their Twitter account more than I love my coloring books, and that's a lot of love. Here's a ranking of the best Twitters for our fellow Tar Heels:
The pain of class registration is universal.
For all you lovely people who haven’t yet registered for fall classes, I feel your freaking pain.