My first weekend at school I drank quite a lot of wine, and then a beer, and then some vodka and then ate lots of popcorn. Long story short I ran from my friends room and threw up in the hallway a step from the bathroom, and it wasn’t even in my own residence hall. I don’t remember any of it but now my friends call me Throw Up Girl, and that’s not a nickname I’ll get rid of anytime soon.
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