Everyone has experienced a night out in college where they plan on going out for a drink or two with a few friends and heading home early, but a much different evening unfolds. It seems like the nights where you plan on taking it easy end up being the craziest nights during your college years. Sometimes this can be a blessing in disguise, but more often than not, there is some type of regret in the morning. How do such nights unravel? Let's be realistic, it isn't very difficult for a night to go from zero to a 100 real fast.
Going out for a beer or two always turns into three or four shots.
Shots are like Lay's potato chips. You can't have just one.
Drunk me is easily persuaded.
Walk a mile and a half to the Battery? Go to the strip club? Skinny dipping in a hotel pool? I don't know... alright, let's do it, but can we get food on the way?
When someone says “YOLO,” I take it way too seriously.
Life is short. You really don't know when it might be your last, so hell, live it up like there's no tomorrow.
I remember that finals are right around the corner, cheers to trying to forget that.
Somehow drinking makes exams feel like part of a bad dream you have woken up from and reality is a far off, distant land.
I convince myself it will be my “last night out” before I really buckle down and study for finals, so I might as well make it one to remember... or not remember.
Let's be real, it's been the "last night out" a few nights in a row now.
I am not going to see all of my “bar-goer friends” for, like, three whole weeks.
These are the people who help shape the stories from your college career, even if you have no clue what their last name is... and are a solid 75 percent confident that you're calling them by the correct first name.
There are only about 23 more Midtown mug nights before the school year is over (and some of us have to graduate and became an adult).
Not that anybody is counting...
But seriously, what else would we have to look forward to on a Tuesday night if there wasn't a $2 draft beer special at Midtown?
Different drink specials every night of the week makes going out fit into your budget, and even if it doesn't, we still find a way to make it work. If there is a will, there is a way.
There's a reason why God made credit cards. It's really easy to spend money you don't have.
Social media makes FOMO very real and studying very hard.
Rumor has it that according to the American Psychological Association, FOMO, short for the "fear of missing out," has been in high consideration as an addition to the DSM-5 as a new social disorder. It's very real.
Being too sober at a bar is one of the most uncomfortable situations you could be put in.
The only thing worse than being the drunkest girl at the party is being the most sober one at the party.
Almost every house in Charleston has your classic side porch, which is the perfect setting for an after bars shindig with your closest friends.
Well, you make a lot of best friends when you're drunk. They just might not be your best friends tomorrow, given the fact that you don't even remember their names.
Well, what can you do? Maybe it's time to accept our fate and just embrace our impromptu wild nights out.
