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4 days since the ball ended, and it was amazing. Had the best night at Powerhouse dancing with the bitches and getting fucking wasted. 9am and I was gone, I remember lying on the floor with lei and laughing myself shitless. 12am and I was on my way to a pub, stumbling across roads and seeing streetlights. 4am and we're all burned out in Tiffany's room talking and drinking. And the next day, we get wasted all over again. College life is supposed to be memorable right? It's been a fucking blast so far. I sometimes wonder what I did to deserve all these friends.
Before you run your mouth, I'm no wild party child. Maybe you're just a prude, darling.