My academic advisor and career coaches recently told me I need to be posting about my accomplishments more, as it’s pretty obvious I’m lagging behind some of my peers’ LinkedIn post frequencies. So, I’ve compiled a comprehensive inventory of what I’ve been working on — try to not get too jealous.
First, I’m really just humbled to announce that this week, I was called on in two of my classes.
I also wanted to share this three-page essay I worked extremely hard on for my intro political science class, as well as some other discussion posts I’ve been up to in my philosophy course. I’ve grown exponentially as a thinker and Canvas user. I’m super excited to see where this can take me!
It is with even greater honor that I share that I was accepted into Lenoir Dining Hall this week. I want to thank CDS and the University for making this happen. I’m looking forward to collaborating with the dining hall workers and growing as both a student and eater. I’ve long lived by the inspirational quote: “you are what you eat.” I cannot wait to be an under-seasoned slice of meatloaf finding its way in the thick mushroom gravy of academia.
I’ve been carefully weaving my spider web of connections all across campus, networking with the dogs from Hugs & Pups and having raw, insightful dialogues with the Pit preachers. Also in terms of networking, I’ve ghosted and emotionally scarred 12 men in the past two weeks in order to recruit more members for my upcoming mental health nonprofit.
I’m incredibly blessed to report that as a pre-advertising/public relations major, I’ve honed my skills on Yik Yak. Basically acting as an unannounced intern, I’ve practiced social media management by creating vile, problematic posts and then reposting them as if I’m a totally different, more moral user. This has been a lucrative experience for my interest in public relations as well as a good introduction to the cutthroat marketing world. One day, I hope to make crazy amounts of money in the industry, but for now I’ll bask in my 20,000 Yakarma.
For my second major, pre-business, I’m thrilled to publicize that I started my own professional club: Carolina Blondes in Consulting. It seeks to join like-minded blondes of all types — dark ash, platinum, old money, ice, honey — together in their passion for consulting. You can be a fake blonde or a dirty blonde or a real blonde. We do not discriminate. I also casually founded a few other groups, including Rho Rho Rho, a pre-professional sorority for boat appreciators, Mu Mu Mu, a pre-professional fraternity for cow lovers, and another pre-professional sorority for students who are just really exhausted, Psi Psi Psi.
After not getting into the Honors Abroad fall semester program I wanted, I’m incredibly exhilarated to trumpet that I decided to do a Septembermester in the Forest Theater, where I met squirrels and beetles of all backgrounds and ethnicities. I learned the exotic, beautiful language of the grubs, worms and other bugs that I had profound conversations with. I’ve greatly immersed myself in foreign culture and learned more about the vast world overseas or, in this case, overbees.
For spring break, I’m galvanized to promulgate that I plan on furthering my passion for travel by participating in the career trek from South Campus to Granville Towers. I’m truly electrified to immerse myself in UNC’s dazzling brick architecture and learn more about the relative strength of my quads and calves. This trek is fully funded by my scholarship program, which is funded by my parents. It’s comparable to the Robertson Scholars Program, except instead of going between UNC and Duke, I journey between UNC and my house.
