That awkward moment that people are jealous of the fact that you’re actually doing well in college and thus call it childish that you posted your grades. Sorry that I’m excited that I actually got “A”s in some of the hardest classes I’ve ever taken and wanted to share my excitement with my friends. You call it childish, I call it still giving a rat’s butt about how well I do.
Why do I have such awful luck with boys?? I can only find three kinds: hot jerks, hot just-friend types, and ugly creepers who hit on me. Oi.