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My first weekend back at Hopkins... and I realize how boring it really is. Possibly more boring than being home by myself that last week. I mean, I have people to hang out with, but we've exausted everything there is to do. So last night I decided that I'm bored enough to go to a frat party. Why not, I mean, it's either sit at home doing nothing or go get drunk. So obviously the getting drunk part sounded way better, so I made my way to my first real frat party, fiji's drinks from arond the world. Most of the countries I've never really heard of, so Im sorry not to be able to report, but there were margaritas, wine, lemon drops, and apparently jello shots which I missed out on. I also saw Adair, which I thought was funny. Then the hop cops came, so we had to split (not very stressful at all, hop cops were just kinda like be quiet). So then we made our way to AEpi, which surprisingly had some really good beer. I had never heard of it before, I don't know if it was because I was already drunk, but I really liked it. It was called 
I think, probably just some cheap ass thing. Then they wouldn't let us leave, I think there was another hop cop outside, so we went to hide upstairs and had a confrontation with some guys who lived there. But there was one cool guy up there who understood why we were there. Whatever, we got out pretty quickly. Then we went to check out Wawa, the sketchy football frat, but they wanted us to pay and we were like fuck that. So I was like, ok I'm done, I wanna go home. So I walked back with Jared and hung out a little with Sean and Dan, and entertained Christina with my drunkeness. Overall it was fun enough that I didn't regret it, but wack enough that I don't have to do it again for a long time. I thought you guys would be proud that I actually went to a frat.
I think, probably just some cheap ass thing. Then they wouldn't let us leave, I think there was another hop cop outside, so we went to hide upstairs and had a confrontation with some guys who lived there. But there was one cool guy up there who understood why we were there. Whatever, we got out pretty quickly. Then we went to check out Wawa, the sketchy football frat, but they wanted us to pay and we were like fuck that. So I was like, ok I'm done, I wanna go home. So I walked back with Jared and hung out a little with Sean and Dan, and entertained Christina with my drunkeness. Overall it was fun enough that I didn't regret it, but wack enough that I don't have to do it again for a long time. I thought you guys would be proud that I actually went to a frat.