I’m on a camping trip with a club I am in, and I get this voice message from my boyfriend saying, “hey guess what, your roommate is passed out cold on my couch. We went to a party with some mutual friends and she got totally wasted. She forgot her key and her ID in your dorm room, so she’s just gonna stay crashed until the morning…and Oh…by the way…in case you forgot, my parents are coming down to school in the morning, so she’s gonna be kicked out as soon as I get out of bed.”
Of course. The one night I am off campus all year, she decides to go and lock herself out of our room, forget half of all that happened last night, wake up on MY boyfriends couch in the morning and notice that her teeth are covered in vomit residue. Great!
Just for the record, not only does this affect her college experience, it messes with mine too. I had a lot of fun with eleven of my best friends last night, and nobody even asked me about it. Not to mention that for the rest of my life, when I think of this camping trip which was actually really fun, the happy times will be overshadowed by the crap that I had to hear about and deal with afterwards.
Why would people want to cloud up their minds, especially their memories of college, by affecting their brains with alcohol and other drugs. I want to remember as much as I can about college, and I for one refuse to kill off any of my irreplaceable brain cells with drugs.
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