Pat...
An "I’m-glad-I’m-no-longer-a-porn-virgin" pat to the group of guys who let me watch porn with them.

From a girl who is glad her first time was so memorable.

Dart...
An "a-turkey-burger-is-not-a-projectile" dart to the random boys who left a welt on my friend’s body at D-hall.

From the girls who were spitting grapes at each other, not at you.

Pat...
A "thanks-for-giving-me-a-hand" pat to the two Frisbee boys who carried my bags to my room after they saw me struggling to get up the hill.

From a grateful girl who wouldn’t have made it one step further without your help.

Dart...
A "go-back-to-the-farm" dart to my roommate’s illegal bunny who always urinates on stuff — my stuff.

From a sophomore girl who wishes it was "wabbit" season.

Pat...
A "way-to-get-things-started-again" pat to the new Running Club for its awesome turnout and way to meet new running buddies.

From an excited and pumped junior girl whose lonely runs are no more.

Dart...
A "we wonder where that second hot dog went" dart to the people who put eggs and two hot dogs in our toilet tank.

From your neighbors who only found one hot dog in the tank two weeks later and can’t imagine where the other ventured off to.