Jersey Shore was a big part of my life, as was using as much of the vernacular as appropriate. It’s too bad I couldn’t live-tweet my Smoosh sessions. [Smooshing is synonymous to having sex.]
My algorithms and dating computational formulas back then proved to be correct and still stand true. Hot girls will ALWAYS bring cell phones to dates.
Starbucks is supposed to be a serene, blissful SAFEHAVEN. I am appalled to know it went down like this Freshman Year. The “pre-gold card” days, if you will.