I suppose that the farewell columns we seniors are asked to write should highlight the “big lessons” of our four years here.
The latest link popping up on Instant Messenger profiles is the comical yet sincere site sorryeverybody.com.
After the November elections, 13 states now ban same-sex marriage, and some of these states also ban any possibility of civil unions or domestic partnerships.
For all the ballyhoo leading up to the Palestine Solidarity Movement conference, I was quite disappointed with this past weekend’s lackluster protests.
Last weekend’s Homecoming demonstrated the extent of the usefulness of the greek system: greek alumni had a place to get trashed on campus.
And by the Middle East, I mean Israel and Palestine.
Gone are the days of keg stands on the quad. Nowadays, house parties off East Campus reign supreme.
Don’t worry, first-years, I’m not going to offer you any half-hearted, painfully optimistic advice on how to best navigate your “undergraduate experience.
After six weeks of infiltration in Chapel Hill, I long to paint my hot naked body in a shade of blue only Blue Devils appreciate.
A guy on my hall today was strutting around unabashedly with a red and purple infused hickey on his lower neck. Below the hickey was a colorful V-neck sweater from Abercrombie and Fitch.
