My Freshman Year: Day 61

Days as a Freshman: 61
Mood: Heavy
“So…” Sasha pulled a chair from an empty table over to th…

My Freshman Year: Day 58

Days as a Freshman: 58
Mood: totally freaking out
“So how do you combine these two molecules agai…

Days as a Freshman: 50
Mood: Nervous
“Grace! Hey, come here! Have you heard?”
Sitting down next t…

I heart muffins.
It doesn’t really matter what type of muffins they are—I’ll eat any flavor.
I’l…

Days as a Freshman: 44
Mood: Peaceful
“And I was all, ‘you can’t just grab my boobs without asking…

Days as a Freshman: 40
Mood: Been better
“What’s up?”
Laughing, Sasha let Naima lead him over to C…

If overhyping network premieres were communicable diseases, then last night’s Heroes…

Days as a Freshman: 34
Current Mood: Anxious
“Grace!”
Naima grabbed me and screamed into my ear,…

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Days as a Freshman: 28
Current Mood: Anticipating

“So, are you going to the dance tonight?”
Naim…

Days as a Freshman: 17
Current Mood: Tired
“So she just said she was a lesbian? Right there?” Crys…

Days as a Freshman: 12
Current Mood: Hungry“
Do you think Sasha has a girlfriend?”
Stacey stared…

Days as a Freshman: 6
Current Mood: Confused
So, it’s almost been a week since I got here. A week an…