Girl in gym clothes 1: Wow, the new cancer transition center looks, like, super nice.
Girl in gym clothes 2 [longingly]: Do you think they have a gym…?
SAE guy: I’m surrounded by chunky girls.
It was the bag of vomit, I think. That was the moment when I realized that I hate my roommate. About a week and a half into classes, after feeding my pasta toss addiction at Houston and pretending to study for a couple hours, I returned to my room to find it smelling of decomposing Chipotle, Dark Temptation Axe body spray and something far, far more sinister.
It smelled like… like the floor of a frat bathroom.
Every rising junior is forced to make the fateful decision of whether or not to study abroad. At the time, it seems there are infinite factors to consider.
SDT girl: Wait, guys, how do you spell sorority? Because when I text it, my phone says “porn pity.”
Frat guy: Dude, tonight I’m gonna play spin the bottle in my head and wing man for you in whatever direction it lands.
Girl walking in the rain: Ugh, walking and holding an umbrella at the same time is such a struggfest.
Tabard chick 1: What are you doing tonight?
Tabard chick 2: Who are you doing tonight?
More from Highbrow:
True Life: I Hate My Roommate
Word on the Street: My European F.O.M.O.
Toasts & Roasts
We are Not–Penn–State. We encompass the Wharton School of Business. We are the first university in the U.S., one of the Ivy League and the hardest of cores.
Professor: Homosociality, or a fascination with same–sex friends, is very common in Japanese culture.
Brotastic dude: Soo, is it kinda like having some dude be your wingman?
TOASTS
We're all about freedom of expression; that’s why this week we’d like to toast those on campus who really let their freak flag fly.
Both the Women’s Rugby Team and the PennChants had bizarre initiations this week in rather public places.