30 Things You Know To Be True If You Grew Up In Davidson, NC

30 Things You Know To Be True If You Grew Up In Davidson, NC

Once a Wildcat, always a Wildcat.

Davidson, North Carolina has been rated time and time again as one of the best towns in North Carolina. Regardless of what you look for in a town, Davidson has it all. From a great basketball team and a beautiful college campus to a fantastic farmers market and close proximity to Lake Norman and Charlotte. It's pretty hard to not fall in love with this beautiful town. Here are 30 things you know to be true if you grew up in Davidson.

1. The Soda Shop is never not delicious.

2. If you didn't walk to the Green in 5th grade after school, you were missing out.

3. Traffic through town stinks at all hours unless it's after 8 pm...

4. Davidson seems to shut down after 7.

5. Davidson College is absolutely beautiful regardless of the weather.

6. The campus swing is one of the BEST additions of them all.

7. Lake Norman is just close enough to be great and convenient and just far enough to not be annoying.

8. CATS On Main, the Davidson College Campus is the place for all Davidson gear.

9. Davidson Town Day is one of the best days of the year.

10. Christmas in Davidson should be nationally recognized.

11. There are few things nicer than seeing the waving man (Michael Knox) as you drive into town.

12. i-77 stinks at all hours of the day. We will avoid it at all costs.

13. That being said, people think they can cut through Davidson to avoid the highway, they're wrong.

14. You really shouldn't try to speed in Davidson, not even a little.

15. The Davidson Farmers Market is one of the best parts of the weekend.

16. Davidson Elementary is the greatest school of all time.

17. A good chunk of Davidson CVS' profits comes from elementary school student's buying candy.

18. There are few things more relaxing than sitting in Summit on a rainy day.

19. Summit is one of the best places to get work done.

20. ...and listen to great music.

21. No matter which breakfast you prefer, The Egg and Toast are always fantastic.

22. Davidson College Presbyterian is always beautiful, especially in the spring.

23. The Davidson Greenway is like having a national park in your backyard.

24. There's a reason I chose 30 reasons.

25. Because we freaking LOVE Steph Curry.

26. Honestly, anything to do with Wildcat Basketball is at the core of our passions.

27. Bob McKillop is royalty.

28. No matter who it is, you're always going to get a smile and a wave walking down the street.

29. Sometimes Davidson feels like it's a town straight out of a storybook.

30. The nicest people live in the world live in Davidson.

We would need way more than just 30 reasons if we were going to touch on every single reason that growing up in Davidson is one of the greatest blessings of them all. It is ALWAYS a great day to be a wildcat.

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To The Girl Who Always Feels Left Out

Maybe next time...

To the girl who always feels left out,

Girl, let me just tell you, I know the feeling. It feels as though my whole life, I have been that girl. You know that feeling when you are standing in a group of people and someone comes up and asks everyone to go to lunch in that group... But you?

Or they make it even worse by saying "Oh, I guess you can come too." You guess I can come to?

No, thank you.

At that point, you feel like the only reason you are being invited is that they feel like they have to. Which more than likely is actually the case. What about when you ask your friend to hang out and she can't because she will be doing homework all night? However, an hour later, you see her with your other best friend. Oh okay cool, sorry for bothering you with my friendship.

You know you are the girl who is always left out when you are the designated "photographer" or you have to specifically ask if you can take a picture with them because they are obviously done taking pictures and did not want one with you.

SEE ALSO: To The Girls Who 'Float' Between Friend Groups

We all know "Hey, will you take this picture of us?" all too well. Am I right, ladies? Oh yeah, it is fine. I hate being in pictures. I definitely hate taking pictures to remember this wonderful time I'm having.

What about when you and your friends discuss doing something later during the week and you ask about it but "It's probably not happening anymore." Then you check and would you look at that, your "friends" are having fun without you.


Oh but don't worry about it, I had things to do anyway. You know, clean the house, work on homework that is due next week, binge-watch The Office for the third time this week. Fun stuff. Oh and better yet when you see your friends are hanging out without you. The next time they see you, they talk about how much fun they had.

Oh yes, please tell me about how much fun you had without me. I totally enjoy hearing about how "I totally missed out" and "I should have come." Well, an invite would have been well appreciated. But maybe next time, right? Wrong.

Yeah, I know what you are thinking, "Wow this girl is being so petty." Well if you are thinking that, then you obviously do not know the feeling. And to think about it, you probably are not the one in the friend group who is being left out. So think about who that person is and make them feel included next time. It would be greatly appreciated. You do not know how much of a difference it could make.

Yes, I know everyone feels left out sometimes, but time after time, it starts to get really old. Then after you have to start inviting yourself to hang out with people, you realize well since they are not inviting me themselves, maybe they don't want me here. And then surprisingly, you stop hanging out with them. Hmmm, I wonder what could've possibly happened.

Yes, I know, most people do not do this on purpose. I am sure I have even done it once or twice without realizing it, and I am truly sorry.

From one left out girl to another,

Good Luck

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The Shape Of The Monster: Depression

The second piece in a series about mental illness.


The last thing I want to do is glorify mental illness, give it a platform, give it a name. But I need to talk about it, to work through it, to show that it's something many people experience.

It goes like this.

Hey! Sorry I haven't called you back. Everything has been so busy.

Every time I think about even picking up the phone and calling you, something heavy but familiar sets in my stomach like a weight.

You know how things get.

You know how easy it is to want to slip into absolute nothingness, right?

I've been trying to write, but my writer's block has been limiting me a lot.

Everything I write is so bad. The flow is off. It doesn't sound like me. It feels so crooked and wrong. I can't do anything right.

How are things? Has work been alright?

I hope you feel successful. I hope things are easier for you. I hope you are as happy as you seem.

I'm okay.

I don't want to be here. I don't want to be anywhere. I feel crooked and wrong like I just want to scream and cry and dissolve.

I've just been so tired!

I have been tired for at least a decade. Tired of never sleeping. Tired of never feeling anything more than either absolute devastation and absolute nothingness. Tired. Tired. Tired.

I hope I can see you soon.

I hope I can bring myself to get out of bed and out into the world. I hope I can force myself to shower, and get dressed, and be a contributor to society, to social obligations.

I miss you.

I miss you.

I love you.

I love you.

I promise to call as soon as things lighten up a bit.

As long as the chemical imbalance doesn't destroy me altogether, hopefully, I can feign vague interest for a short phone call.


Goodbye for now, maybe goodbye forever, maybe I'll work up the courage to call you in another 2, 5, 7 weeks or so. My life is made of "maybes." Maybe one-day things will be better. Maybe one day I'll be happy. Maybe one day I won't be anything. Maybe.

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