It's final exam season again. Table turnover is at an all-time high.
Text the halls with icons of emotions!
Listen, when I text you for hours and you disappear, I have to either assume that you're dead or that you don't deserve my attention. Right? Hello?
It's still around, sorta. As long as the Magistrate of Facebook is still doing it...
To be fair, having a billion dollars is the same thing as never having to do work ever, never having money problems, and never losing your significant other, if he or she is the type to dig folks who have money.