a) My feminist philosophy class is located almost directly above the cafeteria, and everytime I'm there all I can smell is the baking break at the Subway underneath me. And picture a big, tasty phallic symbol sandwhich. Huh. The worst part? I'm more interested in the carbs than anything even vaguely dirty. Not that I'd do anything dirty with a sub.
b) My "good side" - see thin side- (I have good enough friends to point out that I should turn the other way in photos) I believe is primarily due to the fact that I'm missing a bunch of teeth on that side and makes my face sink in a bit.
b) My "good side" - see thin side- (I have good enough friends to point out that I should turn the other way in photos) I believe is primarily due to the fact that I'm missing a bunch of teeth on that side and makes my face sink in a bit.
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