1.Where in the hell are all the bricks?

I know where at least one brick is… on my bookshelf.

2.I’m so glad all the athletes have such diverse wardrobes!

Just kidding, this has never once crossed my mind, since every single athlete wears the “Carolina *insert sport here*” t-shirt and coordinating shorts every day. Every. Day.

3. I wonder if they purposely make football season so disappointing so that the hype for basketball is just even more real?

Tar Heel football has not impressed me much so far, but that doesn't mean I'm not sporting my Carolina blue every Saturday. Even the basketball team, corralled in their special, shaded section, books it out of Kenan right when their required two quarters are over.

4. OK, so dropping out actually is now an option, noted.

They beat the “college is a lot harder than high school, especially at UNC” drum so much at orientation, and boy, were they right. It’s a rough day when your best friend gets a 28 on his economics midterm. (He *used* to be an econ major.)

5. Wingardium leviosa, Mr. Wilson

Wilson Library gives off major Hogwarts vibes and I am not upset about it. Maybe this whole time that I’ve been waiting for my Hogwarts acceptance later I should have been looking forward to my UNC acceptance letter. Another thing that gives me major Hogwarts feels? My professors sucking the life out me like a dementor would.

6. Does everyone just check their brain at the door of Lenoir between 11 a.m. to 2 p.m. and forget all social expectations?

One of the main reasons that I love UNC, the friendliness of everyone on campus, just does not apply to the dining hall around lunchtime. You know that scene in Mean Girls when Lindsey Lohan imagines all the high school students as wild safari animals attacking each other at the watering hole? That’s kind of how I picture Lenoir in my head.

7. Is the ice machine in Rams really out of ice again? Where in the world is my out of state tuition going?

This thought crosses my mind daily. Hopefully the $4.25-BILLION campaign they just launched will fix the HoJo elevators. A girl can dream.

8. Is my level TWO Spanish teacher speaking Spanish or Old Valyrian?

Language courses here are notoriously hard, but the ferocity with which my Spanish instructor speaks sends my hopes of ever being able to converse with him lower than my grade. Reality kicked in when I realized I was working on page 200 Monday and page 289 Wednesday. Yes, 89 textbook pages in one 50-minute class seems reasonable to me! Go Heels!

9. Aristocrat really isn’t that bad *gags*

Sadly, I have nothing else to say on this matter.

10. Uh-oh, going to be late for my collegiate P.E. class!

UNC, the opportunities and resources that you provide to your students are amazing. But LFIT? Really?

11.No, Granville resident, South Campus is not a trash heap!

I find the unspoken tension between South Campus and Granville residents hilarious, but I just wonder where this comes from. Maybe the south campus hike just instills more grit into its residents and gives them the tough skin to handle Granville hate.

12. I really love my school.

Walking on the wobbly brick path while the leaves are changing, lounging on upper quad, late-night Alpine with friends, a caramel macchiato from the Global Center or a run through Battle Park reminds me why UNC is the best school in the world.