I can’t believe the “[Insert college name] Meme” Facebook fad has hit Harvard. FOL
Harvard doesn’t let us download Photoshop. I REALLY need it for my thesis. WTF do we do with all those billions? FML
I spend my days on Grindr and Craigslist telling my friends stories about online dating encounters to substitute for my non-existent dating life. The fact that Valentine’s Day is coming makes it worse. FML
I am in love with a boy in the Harvard College Europe Program. He’s perfect, but in Europe, and is probably finding better girls. FML
There’s a spider on my ceiling above my pillow. I’m terrified. I’m also too terrified to kill it. My boyfriend tortures me by picking them up and then chasing me around with “spider hands” — but he’s out right now, so I’m just staring at this spider hoping it’ll spontaneously die. And not fall on my face. FML
I want to go running, but I can’t bring myself to shave my legs and I’m too lazy to wash my long pants. FML
Asked out a guy, got rejected, moved on, preparing for the next one. Bringing dating back to Harvard. MBackboneIG
Continuing my 9-year tradition of sending myself a rose anonymously. FML
If I read “We have received an unprecedentedly large number of applications this semester for a limited number of spots” one more time, I’m going to go insane. FML
Spent 9 hours trying to code in MATLAB. This is supposed to be an easy introductory class. FML
Now that Bob Slate’s is gone, there’s nowhere in Harvard Square to buy staff paper. FOL
Can’t get any work done because I am distracted by planning Valentine’s Day gifts and surprises for my boyfriend. Procrastinationland, FML. Boyfriend makes me happy, MLIG
As my thesis deadline approaches, I am reflecting on what I could have done for the past 2.5 years if I hadn’t been in lab, where I have accomplished nothing and learned little. FML
My hands are too small to securely grasp the large-size cups at Au Bon Pain. FMLesbianL
I came out to my parents accidentally when I sent an email to them by mistake in which I described my ongoing struggle with my sexuality. I hadn’t planned to tell them. FML