kvetch:
v.1 (Yiddish) to complain
To all the folks in my Tuesday/Thursday class that had to listen to my hiccups for an hour and 15 minutes: I’m sorry. Trust me, I annoyed myself.
To the Wilson second-floor bathrooms: Your formaldehyde fragrance is a biweekly reminder of why not studying science was the best decision I ever made.
You’re such a first-year when you think the CCI printing monitor is touchscreen.
Thank God recruitment is over. #YesBoozeYesBoys
To the impatient girl waiting in the bathroom in Graham Memorial: I have food poisoning. There is absolutely no way you want me to be finished more than I do.
That awkward moment when your JOMC 101 professor points out the “segregated few PC users in a sea of Apple users,” and the only PC users are black.
To the Overly Friendly Freshman: Yes, headphones in Lenoir does mean “tap me on the shoulder until I talk to you.” How did you see through my clever ruse?
If it is hypocritical that the College Republicans are protesting reduced funding, it is at the least ironic that an anarchist group accepts funding from a state-sponsored university.
