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Best advice I can give: avoid the clap.
St. Thomas needs to be kicked out of the MIAC and D3 athletics. With 6,000 undergrads they should be a D2 school, not competing with universities that have 2,000-3,000 undergrads.
These random extra $250 J-term charges need to go. Part of Hamline's selling point was free J-term built in with Fall and Spring tuition. The Provost needs to smite that shit into never.
I just got new shoes for yachting and I can't wait to try them out. You should get a pair. You know, if you've got a yacht.
I hate that it's always a guessing game whether or not someone is going to have palatable genitals
When you love someone but you can't seem to give them what they need.
When I think about elves, I touch my shelf.
Finally figured out why I'm destined to a life of wizardry. The reason is, a hypothetical girl who is most like me as possible still differs in a crucial way. A shy, cowardly, dull woman is not a failure, but a shy, cowardly, dull man is. At least, this is what I was taught to believe, so it's truth to me. I am not worthy of a woman who is not a failure. I've tried to date a loser before, a drop-out hard-drug addict. Even though I wasn't intimidated, things didn't work out. I hope this helps another guy like me understand himself. Time to go dry-fire my pistol in my mouth a few times and drink myself to sleep.