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Those shirts you got if you voted are actually the best free shirts I've ever gotten from a school event.
Hey guy in the library around 12:30 (thursday) sitting at a computer on the main floor with short black spiky hair, facial hair, blue jeans, gray shoes, black backpack, black jacket, white paper bag, and blue lanyard: who are you, you handsome devil? like damn.
I like watching people drive down the heights lot so I can see their panicked face when they have to back all the way out because they can't loop around.
I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, Fuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts. Only kendrick understands.
To the woman who gave me a whole bag filled with leftover baked goodies from Starbucks on the 3rd floor of Bush Library, you are awesome. I ended up pulling an all-nighter that night so those pastries definitely helped me stay awake (and they were freakin' delicious... and free).
I'm pretty knowledgeable when it comes to ethics. In fact, I'd love to teach a course on it someday. It would be the most irrational, unorganized course you've ever seen.
Is there, like, something special going on today? I keep seeing a bunch of people with black "x"s on their foreheads.
Sometimes when i sit in the Student HUB i'm thinking "what the hell am i doing in this school still?" Don't get me wrong i love Hamline and it's a great school with amazing people *cough* *cough* Even though i dont know anybody *cough* It's just a thought that crosses my mind. Do you guys ever think like this? Or am i the only one?