Gift certificates to The Screaming Peach: Offensive? Or a polite nudge in the right direction?
You know you’ve hit rock bottom when you pass out in the library while Facebooking and manage to sleep through your one o’clock class.
Note to self: Don’t take any more poetry classes for the artsy girls. The boredom and the papers aren’t worth it.
The Greenpeace people must be desperate if they are willing to corner the guy who fell off his longboard trying to escape.
To all the the girls I see going to the gym with Starbucks in their hands: Isn’t that counterproductive?
The epitome of awkward: Getting stuck in the revolving door opposite the person you randomly hooked up with last night.