In Which I Contemplate on My Bad Life Choices of Late

College. Senior year. Round four. Been there, done that. I know what I’m doing by now, right?

But not really.

Honestly, I feel like I’m making all the poor life decisions I was supposed to make freshman year now.  I really don’t know how I feel about that.

I was the most goody two shoes freshman you could imagine. There’s not wrong with that, mind you, but I was. I didn’t drink (okay, I did once, but it was only one Continue reading “In Which I Contemplate on My Bad Life Choices of Late”

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