It was clearly one of those mornings when I was particularly American.

Braiiinnnnssss," we said in unison. "It's both sad and incredibly impressive that you were all ready with that one.

Life is always going to be a series of ouch-making moments, and the question was, was I going to go all fetal position, or was I going to woman up? I went into fetal position on the bed to think about this. Fetal position turned out to be very comfortable.

All right. Normal rules apply." "Right." The man walked off, leaving us. "What are the normal rules?" I asked. "He walks away and has a tea break and doesn't ask any questions.

I'm the last of the mad ones.

She had always thought applying to college would be exciting. Living away from home, meeting so many new people, Learning new things, making a few poor life desicisons.

There is nothing about a bad situation that fourteen hyper cheerleaders can't worsen.