I just wiped my face with a slice of bread. Lowest point of the night.
I lost count of how many people I peed on last night.
My lab manual has instructions for making home wine. Room project?
I know I said I wouldn't, but he told me I looked like Mila Kunis. Reasons not to fuck him, go.
This is absurd. I need a man. Or even a moderately-clean hobo will do at this point.
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
I am actually offended he hasn't asked me to sleep with him yet to get better grades...I wanted the whole college experience.
His premature ejaculation problem is getting old.
Meh, all I have to do tomorrow is proctor an AP test. No loud noises and no physical activity allowed for almost 4 hours. Sounds like the perfect recovery period for a hangover.
I woke up covered in thousand island dressing. I need answers.
orgy was averted by karaoke, thank god
I'm shotgunning a meatball sub and watching flip or flop. i have reached a new level of singledom.
He showed up in a Prius. I didn’t even wanna.... So I left.
Is it bad form to puke out of a dorm window to avoid looking bad in front of the people in your room?
How about from a sixth floor window?
I have dined. Now I want to get fucked.
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