Guess who stayed up until three A.M? Guess who skipped her eight o’clock? Guess who still has to do her entire art history presentation?
Yeah, well…some things are more important than class. Xanga is not one of these things, but bonding with the girls is. What am I going to remember from college in twenty years, anyway — not the classes, I can’t even remember the classes I took last semester. I’m going to remember crashing on the big red bean bag for hours, rambling and giggling with my friends who are as crazy as I am. Yep. That’s college, folks. Love it.