I can’t express to you how much I hate food sections in the newspapers. And potlucks. God, potlucks are the worst — it’s a curse that they seem to be the easiest form of student socialisation, as they happen in my residence hall all. The. Time.
I can’t express to you how much I hate food sections in the newspapers. And potlucks. God, potlucks are the worst — it’s a curse that they seem to be the easiest form of student socialisation, as they happen in my residence hall all. The. Time.
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