When I lived in the dorms, I was about to have sex with my fuck buddy, but my roommate opened the door with her mom and grandparents standing behind her. To their surprise, I was sitting on my bed, half naked, with my tits out.

To my roommate who happily thought she was ruining my night when she walked in on me and my boyfriend having sex a few weeks ago, I just wanted to let you know that after you left, we both achieved the orgasms you assumed you ruined. The female orgasm isn't "imaginary," girl. You just pick horrible sex partners.

Before I graduate I plan on taking a chair from Sykes. The nice ones that have the wonderful engraving of a ram on the back. I'm a Junior now, so I guess I'll have to get on that soon.

If I'm talking to a guy (like texting) and he has poor grammar I will completely lose interest in him

freshman year when i lived in the dorms, i woke up one morning to my roommate and her boyfriend having sex; this was an awkward moment. so although the noises were loud, i pretended to stay asleep.

I'm a student leader here on campus, and from the outside I seem extremely happy. On the inside though, I'm crying. No one realizes the things I've been through in my life. If I told anyone, no one would believe me. I'm so involved because it keeps my mind of the horrific things in life I've been through. I just wish I could tell people without the fear of being judged.

I recently graduated, and I still don't know when to use "effect" versus "affect."