By The Chronicle Staff
On the Unispan:
Girl: For my Secret Santa, I got her weed and Adderol
In the Chronicle office:
Girl: I never took dance classes, but I can dance like a black person. I can robot pretty well.
Outside the Student Center:
Girl: Food doesn’t taste good.
In Enterprise:
Girl: I love this picture! I’m so glad I stalked my dad on Facebook!
In Hammer Lab:
Girl: I pay $70,000 to go to this school. What do they pay for these computers, like 20 bucks?
In Dunkin’ Donuts:
Girl: I’m never eating again. Like, again. Like, ever.
On the Unispan:
Girl 1: You look hot today.
Girl 2: I feel like s–t, but I look like hot s–t.
Girl 1: Yeah!
Girl 2: Thank you, sistahhhhh!