Freaky Friday!

Whew, finally my first round of tests have ended and I feel my creative juices returning. Lately, besides studying my ass off, I've been getting to know my classmates. I am enrolled in a very small program in which there are less than 40 students enrolled and I share classes with 19 of them. Since, I am in such a small program it hasn't taken me long to get to know them and their most intimate details. Here is a snippet. I know that one girl in my class has nipples rings, I know the bra size of at least 5 of my classmates, all girls, of course. I know that one girl was thinking of marrying a man who was bisexual and another girl got roofied at a bar, passed out, almost carried out of the bar by a possible rapist but luckily her roommate saved her ass and she only broke her leg instead requiring surgery to fix it. Another classmate's identity was stolen and only found out because a company called to say that he was overcharged on his card and need another card. After some investigating her realized it was his roommate and that he went on a spending spree for sex toys online. Let me tell you, I didn't know what a "pocket pussy" was until this morning when my classmate snuck into his roommate's room, took some pictures of his "toys" then showed it to the whole class. Wow! I now know way too much about my classmates. Then I got to thinking...I wonder if I also shared a little too much information? I wonder what my story is? Maybe I am guilty of talking about my husband or my cats too much and having the tendency to say the word "wonky". It's my PG version of FUBAR. But overall I think I am the most boring student there. Honestly, who cares, I am having way too much fun being in lab all day with people who are always entertaining and it's still early in the semester. I am sure I, too, will have that moment when I share way too much information. I just have to wait for it.