In honor of the holiday of love (love for drinking), GainesvilleScene will be giving away a $100 bar tab at The Swamp on Saturday night. So find the people in the black GainesvilleScene shirts, do what they say and you’ll […]
1,050. Maybe it’s the year you’re learning about in your pointless art history class. Maybe it’s the amount your Trimark apartment costs you each month. Or maybe it’s the number of pages you are still have to read for your […]
Growing up, the only way we knew how to prepare for the first day of school was a good night’s sleep, a new pack of pencils and a vow to Mom not to skip breakfast. Our first week back was […]
I was always under the impression that junior year was marked by applying for internships, struggling through serious classes and waking up in cold sweats wondering where life is going. In order to prepare for these types of obstacles, I […]
8 a.m. on a Thursday morning I cursed my throbbing head as I blindly felt around for my phone in bed. I mentally prepared myself for the cringe-worthy drunk texts that awaited me, but what made my stomach turn was […]
Girlfriends love it. Your friend with benefits uses it. The fifth-year douchebag likes to be sketchy about it. But no one admits to actually checking it. I’m talking about popular app Snapchat’s “Best Friends” feature. All it takes is one […]
Sophomore year is a five on a scale of 1-10. It’s medium. Mediocre. Fine. Our training wheels have come off but we’re still wearing our helmets, no matter how embarrassing they may look. Our dorm fobs have been replaced by […]
Everyone is quick to tell you that college is “the best years of your life,” but it seems that no one is willing to tell you that it can be scary as fuck. You get ripped from the comfort of […]
I was sitting at La Tienda on a Sunday with five of my closest friends as we reviewed what we had done the night before. “I just don’t get it, he texted me and told me to come but then […]
I was sitting at my roommate’s desk trying to figure out what the hell I should write about, when I began overhearing a conversation taking place on the opposite side of my wall. “He left before I woke up,” a […]
