I don't know how to trust any guy. Every guy who starts to treat me right turns out to be a huge ass hole.

I am one of the Broskimos on the 7th floor of Towers South.

I need a girlfriend. That is all.

I never ever can nap because this bit*h turns on the light on whenever she comes in. I hate her. Naps are very important to me and she could care less. I hate her. Well guess what room mate. I put all my cut toe nails on your bed. Haha have fun napping on those.

I think Julian F. is fricking adorable. - a fellow 2nd floor-er

This goes out to the girls singing outside of Oak Ridge right now, you suck at singing, please stop!

How does everyone keep going here, being so far from home? I went home for the first time this weekend and I'm losing my mind now that I'm back.

To all guys who are whining about not being able to find a girl who's interested in him...TRY LOOKING RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE! Maybe that girl who you are venting to about being rejected might actually be interested in more than friendship...? Just a thought. Dumbasses.