There is such a thing as P.D.S.: Public Displays of Stupidity.
Looks like Iâ€™ll be going to class more now that my new professor in Life 103 is easy on the eyes. â€œAâ€ here I come.
The most off-putting thing thatâ€™s happened in my sex life recently was when my hand faked a headache.
Since Daylight Saving Time is stealing an hour from our Spring Break, can we just not have class on Friday?
Labs at 8 a.m.: Because I really want to smell like formaldehyde and not be able to eat all day.