The phase when first year college students go to just about every party, stays most weekends, wanting to try new things (all bright eyed and bushy-tailed).
As each year progresses, you start to do a little less and you go home to see your puppy every weekend.
“Damian seems like he doesn’t want to do anything at school anymore!”
slip of the tongue perhaps,
Those idiots who drive around in a ridiculously raised pick up truck, making a top heavy vehicle even more top heavy and unstable
A:*gah*
B: "Whats the matter"
A: This dam prickup is blinding me.
B: Stupid thing's, as if there lights weren't blinding enough as it is.