I'm in a pretty serious relationship with a guy and nobody knows that, I'm falling fast for a female friend.

If you didnt already know, the glass lifts off the hutch counter and you can just take the food. My friends and I have cleaned it out many times as well as stolen sodas from the drink cooler with the help of a hanger.

I had sex with a friend(girl) and my RA(Guy) in the same night.

I am the mystery vomiter

Male 19.
one time I decided I would get the college experience. I went to LMS and got hammered. I then was laughed at all the next day by everyone. Supposedly I sucks some things that shouldn't have been sucked.

At Christmas this year my uncle told me so many stories about Paul Smiths when he attended here. My favorite was about the time he and his buddies may have accidentally burnt down their dorm. Oops :)

One fall afternoon, I was walking to LSD from deer camp making my way across the Great Lawn when several seagulls began dive bombing me. Not thinking much of it, I picked up a rock and half heartedly threw it at one about 30 feet from me not thinking I would hit it. I drilled it square, panicked and ran up to it and stuffed the dead bird in my coat. A professor witnessed it and took my name and dorm room number. I went on my way to lunch and disposed of the evidence and then spent the weekend duck hunting in Vermont with my roommate to let things cools down a bit on campus.

After a party one night I go to my dorm and take a shower. when I get out I noticed that the floor was a little wet thinking to myself that my roommate must have spilt a drink. When I wake up the next day I find out that, I passed out in the shower, my roommate couldn't even wake me up and went to get help, but when she got back I was in bed. I lived in Essex second floor guess which room.