- Don’t drink and drive. Obviously. Even if you’ve only had a little bit, or you’ve done it a million times, or whatever, it isn’t worth the risk. Nothing worse than going from having a great time, to dying.
- Do not text your ex. Do not do it. Don’t. You’re not thinking straight, and that is gonna churn out a poor result from sending that text, or that snap, or, if you’re feeling brave, calling. If you’re going to try to patch things up, wait until tomorrow, when you’re sober and can actually think about what you’re saying.
- Do not keep going. You’ve already had a good amount, if you’ve reached this point, and there’s probably still a good amount of feeling headed your way, it just hasn’t hit you yet. Plus, you’re already pretty much where you need to be, so save a little for next time.
- I know that you didn’t listen to me in 3, so pay attention now. Do not forget to eat. Or drink water. You’re going to need something to soak up all those drinks your pumped down your gullet, so make sure you eat something and drink some water.
- Don’t refuse help because of pride. If people are offering, and willing to take care of you, let them. I understand, you’re a bit embarrassed that your tolerance isn’t higher, but that doesn’t matter right now. You’re about to throw up, and you need a friend to rub your back and maybe hold your hair while you pay for the decisions you’ve made in the last few hours.
- Don’t fight with anyone. Just don’t do it.
- Don’t go to bed without a bucket to throw up in when you inevitably wake up again in a couple hours and don’t have the time to make it to the toilet. There are few sights prettier than one of an empty bucket waiting for you next to your bed, or couch, or patch of ground you’re sleeping on.
- Don’t fall asleep without at least two bottles of water next to where you’re sleeping. These will be a huge part of your hangover-kit. As soon as you wake up, start cleaning your insides out by pumping both of those down. I mean, what’s worse? The pain, or the hangover? Let’s not have to find out.
- Finally, don’t forget to have a good time. Life’s short, so have fun while you can.
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So, for the last four years I’ve seen you almost everyday. I’ve learned about your annoying little brother, your dogs and your crazy weekend stories. I’ve seen you rock the awful freshman year fashion, date, attend homecoming, study for AP tests, and get accepted into college.
Thank you for asking me about my day, filling me in on your boy drama and giving me the World History homework. Thank you for complimenting my outfits, laughing at me presenting in class and listening to me complain about my parents. Thank you for sending me your Quizlets and being excited for my accomplishments- every single one of them. I appreciate it all because I know that soon I won’t really see you again. And that makes me sad. I’ll no longer see your face every Monday morning, wave hello to you in the hallways or eat lunch with you ever again. We won't live in the same city and sooner or later you might even forget my name.
We didn’t hang out after school but none the less you impacted me in a huge way. You supported my passions, stood up for me and made me laugh. You gave me advice on life the way you saw it and you didn’t have to but you did. I think maybe in just the smallest way, you influenced me. You made me believe that there’s lots of good people in this world that are nice just because they can be. You were real with me and that's all I can really ask for. We were never in the same friend group or got together on the weekends but you were still a good friend to me. You saw me grow up before your eyes and watched me walk into class late with Starbucks every day. I think people like you don’t get enough credit because I might not talk to you after high school but you are still so important to me. So thanks.
With that said, I truly hope that our paths cross one day in the future. You can tell me about how your brothers doing or how you regret the college you picked. Or maybe one day I’ll see you in the grocery store with a ring on your finger and I’ll be so happy you finally got what you deserved so many guys ago.
And if we ever do cross paths, I sincerely hope you became everything you wanted to be. I hope you traveled to Italy, got your dream job and found the love of your life. I hope you have beautiful children and a fluffy dog named Charlie. I hope you found success in love before wealth and I hope you depended on yourself for happiness before anything else. I hope you visited your mom in college and I hope you hugged your little sister every chance you got. She’s in high school now and you always tell her how that was the time of your life. I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.
And hey, maybe I’ll see you at the reunion and maybe just maybe you’ll remember my face. If so, I’d like to catch up, coffee?
In some way or another, everybody has a list of things they want to do in their lives before it's all over. After all, we're human. There's adventure to be had in every life. One thing I have always wanted to do before I grew too old and grey was go on a road trip with my gal pals to the beach. A couple weeks ago, I achieved this memorable milestone, and it allowed me to open up to new surroundings and experiences.
On this trip, I went with two of my friends from college, Kait and Lindsey, to visit my roommate Elizabeth in Virginia Beach. This was pretty big for Lindsey and I because neither of us had been to Virginia Beach before. Thankfully Elizabeth and Kait knew their way around the city, so we never got lost on our way to and fro.
Like most vacations, my favorite parts probably took place at the beach. I'm always at utter peace stomping through mushy sand or leaning down to splash the salty water that tries to knock my short self over. We took pictures and did something us college girls rarely have time to do especially in school: Relax.
The four of us did not live up to the crazed stereotype of girl trips in movies. Although I finally got a chance to sing along to Taylor Swift in a car ride with my friends, so that's always a plus. We played "Top Golf" one day, and by some miracle, I actually won the second game by a fair amount after much humiliation in the first one. We visited some of Elizabeth's family, and I finally got to meet her giant dog Apollo (I call him 'Wolf Dog'). Everyday was another chance to ask with enthusiasm: "So what are we doing today?"
Our trip wasn't like the movies where we all cried or confessed our deepest darkest secrets. Everything the four of us shared was laughter and this calm feeling of being at home, in the chaotic peace of each other's company. We understand each other a little better due to finally seeing what we're like outside of Longwood University. After this, all I can say is that we're most definitely planning the next one!