Tag: Train

Calvin Klein, Axe, and me!

I remember sitting in Lower Dining Hall in college and a friend pointed to a guy in line with a backwards baseball hat [a requirement to get into Boston College for males; for females, your name has to be “Jenn.”  Or “Jen.”  BC let me slip through so they could fulfill their 1996 “exotic” quota].  Read more…

Won’t somebody please hug me?

UPDATE: Oh my god, I revisited this post seven? years after I wrote it and I can’t believe that the song I put at the end is the song I put at the end. SAYA! What were you thinking? (snort) I’m still getting used to the fact that people actually read this and guess I Read more…