chapel hill is heaven, and half the people here dont even know it.
the half thats actually over the age of 27.
in the summer, the hill is even lovelier than usual, but there arent nearly as many people around to enjoy it. some would say that makes it better and more appealling when 20,000 college kids arent running around campus doing all manner of things like going to class, eating, drinking, talking, courting future ex wifes and such.
in case you didnt notice, thats the old people talking again.
kinda annoying, arent they?
these days, its the soon to be freshman crowd. the first in a series of on campus first year orientations started today, and the class of 2009 was out in force. oooo, look! theres library! and theres that fountain thing! and theres the dean dome! holy shit!!! is that raymond felton?!?!?! hes gonna be the best player from this years draft!!! wow wow wow! omg omg i cant believe im actually here!!!!!!!!
and thats the moms and dads talking.
theyre still a bit awestruck by the whole situation.
two hundred years of excellence will do that to a person.
the main quad on campus is where the two long brick walkways intersection like two roads divulging in a wood. standing at about and acre of lush green grass and imposing trees, the main quad is bookmarked by wilson library, venerable and old as ever, to the south, and by south building to the north. every student passes through this area at some point during the day, and if you ask nicely, the trees will tell you some crazy stories about legends and ghosts past.
michael jordan, charles kurault, stuart scott, davis love the trey, kwame from the first apprentice, george steinbrener's granddaughter...
you know, nobody important.
after the long, cold winters of north carolina, anyone on campus knows that its not officially spring until you can see a bunch of pretty girls in frilly little skirts skip class to hang out on the grass. kinda like the first bloom of a colorful flower. its a beautiful thing, really.
ive lived in this state all my life, but i never appreciated it so much as i do now. sometimes i just look up and see what color the sky is, just to remind myself of this little slice of heaven i like to call home.
and it feels pretty damn good.
