For some reason, I remember a lot about my freshmen year.
Like, I remember looking with awe upon the classic senior drama boys, who really set the stage, and demanded peoples attentions.
I also remember thinking they were all idiots and jerks, because they all started smoking the minute they turned 18 and got high all the time, and preyed upon freshmen girls, with the exception of one of them.
I'm happy to say he's my prom date.
You know, the cute one that bags groceries at Market Place?
Yeah, him.
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