I can thank my dear friend, Malibu, for adding blacking out to my list of cliche college experiences. So much pain. Luckily, the people of Claremont (and apparently one random guy from Berkeley, except I can’t tell you that because I don’t remember. Haha?) are really nice. Oh and I have the greatest friend ever who lost her $150 key in the experience. I was still a little tipsy at one today, in the afternoon. Never again.
