Is it sad that finding a parking space in the Hartshorn lot is the highlight of my week so far?
I would like to thank the guy sitting next to me in class today. Listening to the spice girls actually does make world history more fun.
I fully expect an A from my professor who stepped out on my presentation to take a phone call.
Wanted: A new fun buddy to replace the one who couldn’t keep up with me.
You know your a college student when you can’t do seven dollars for seven days because it would interfere with your weekend of getting smashed.
You know you’re a senior when you can identify all the tables in the library by which project/paper you completed at them.
To the girl sitting on the sidewalk chucking an ear of corn — were you really planning on eating that, or did you just have nothing better to do?