Wanted: A new best friend, preferably a freshman with extra meal passes.
To the girl reading over her notes while driving down Shields, I wonder what grade you got on your exam because you currently have an F in CommonSense101.
To the girl who exclaimed, â€œI finally got it outâ€ while in the bathroom…I know, I heard.
To the kid in my business class with the Raising Canes shirt on. Damn you. Now I know where Iâ€™m going for lunch…again.