#11817 started talking to my mom when I got home from college and she told me to watch out for those gold diggers. Who knew I had over a third of a million dollars in savings. #nodebt #financiallystable

#11816 I come to this site to bitch about fucking idiots that I encounter around campus. Usually by the time I'm halfway through the confession, I realize I don't care enough to articulate a witty thing or two, so fuck it. Fuck you also, dipshit. Get an education.

#11815 The participation demo papers are handed out. I'm in the front row, as always. As I turn over the sheet, my heart pounds. The timer begins, and I stare at the simple addition and subtractions numbers on my page that could have been pulled out of an elementary textbook. I hear all the pencils and pens scratch their answers. The pounding of my heart and the rush of blood to my cheeks almost drowns out the rustling of the papers surrounding me, blocking me in. My throats closes; my hands shake, clammy and cold, as I try to hide my fingers under the small desk in order to perform the problems that most everybody around me has already finished by now. I'm half way done when the professor begins the question "Is everybody finishe--" then stops. I can almost feel his eyes on me as he surveys the classroom. "I'll give a few more minutes then." As I scratch my last answer down, it doesn't matter whether the solution is right or wrong, I just want this moment to be over. Hello, I'm a sophomore here at Purdue within a fairly grueling major. I Graduated top of my class in high school, and I have never had a GPA lower than a 3.9...All my life I have been "that one." The one who you ask for help and who has always read two chapter ahead "just in case." In fact by now, I consider the term 'nerd' a compliment...Yet my confession is that I never learned to add or subtract without using my fingers. For the most part, it's easy to cover up. Calculators are my golden ticket and I've become a near expert at hiding it, yet at moments like these, my greatest fear and fault cannot be hidden. My anxiety as well as shame get the best of me. I want to learn how you all do it so effortlessly, but I have no idea how with the shame I carry and the pride I don't want to lose. How can someone who's lived for 19 years, and who has always been labeled "the smart one" not know how to begin to learn something that she should have learned in the 3rd grade??? How am I supposed to admit to those around me, especially my professors, that I'm so far behind in such a basic aspect, that I can't foresee being able to catch up anytime soon without getting even farther behind?

#11814 So I'm in town for the summer and right now I'm bored out of my head since I'm not in Maymester. is there anything going on, or are there some good ways to meet people at this point in the year?

#11813 Anyone else get woken up every summer morning in McCutcheon now by the cleaning helpers -_- yeah whoever works in McCutcheon this summer as a cleaning person please just do your job and keep quiet. Your job isn't a chatrook this is a job. And waking people up at 7:30/8am every morning with your loud, annoying voices isn't cool. Don't make me complain to your bosses.

#11812 Corn > Potatoes

#11811 Looking at tinder I see so many girls write "just ask" or "send me a message". It makes me wonder if they even know how the app works. I can't send you a message unless you also swipe right, so putting that on there is pretty pointless.

#11810 I have officially been dropped from Purdue because I was too stupid to realize what an amazing opportunity I had. I'm going to work hard for the next two semesters to boost my GPA and prove to Purdue that I am now ready to handle what it has to offer.
I just don't know how to tell my friends and family. I was supposed to live with all of my friends next semester, and my mom thinks I'm her smartest child and is so proud that I'm a Boilermaker. She'd be furious and extremely disappointed in me. I don't know what to do.