I hate how emotional I am. The littlest things make me cry. It's not even like they make me sad, I just can't help it. It sucks, it makes me feel like a baby, and it is so embarrassing, especially when it happens in class...

To the girl in the baige shirt and black yoga pants walking back toward oak ridge around 4:30. You were very beautiful.

This is my thought on white privilege. Stop talking about it. We white people may very well have an advantage but until it became a thing to bring up the majority did not think about it. This means now once again what is done is not done naturally as one human to another but rather one race to another. When race is no longer a factor in the thought process then racism may die but if we keep bringing up such things we may fix problems directly caused by it sooner but the underlying problem only lasts longer. The problem is what exactly can be fixed by calling in white privilege? White privilege is not an issue with a fix that can be forced so all it has done is damage the fix that was coming naturally. Well done you succeeded in raising awareness and creating yet another barrier.

That tall guy with a shaved head in my Social Work classes is sooo cute although he can be a little awkward. Just wanted to give him a shout out.

So, I brought this kid to my room one night. She had broken up with her boyfriend a couple weeks before. We kissed and etc.. But now she says she is ashamed and doesn't talk to me anymore . She is acting like a baby! What the heck?!

Morning sex is the best type of sex.

That "march" seemed way to much like a mob. I understand what you guys are trying to and I appreciate it but maybe that wasn't the best method.

There is a lot of lovely red haired women on this campus. I wish I could just round you all up and hop into a bed for giggles, pillow fights and gossip. Doesn't that sound like fun?