I started drinking in 8th grade; some might say that’s young, some might say that’s normal for the kids in my generation. I started out with the things in my dad’s cabinet, tequila, rum, whiskey, and the occasional glass of mamajuana (Dominican Republic drink), but tequila was my drink of choice. The smell was what I liked most.
I was the friend who got all her friends to start drinking and carried a bottle to middle school to share. And when they would say I made good drinks out of tequila and Gatorade, I would gloat. I loved the smell of the tequila, the sweetness, the smoothness that lasted for a few seconds before the sweet burn; a bottle I’m searching for to this day.
So, with this interest in tequila and because alcohol costs too much for a girl with a college budget and who wants the bottle all for herself and whoever she chooses, I hookup with people who have bought me alcohol. It’s the smell that gets me the most.
I’ve hooked up with the host of a party because he gave me a handle of fireball, I’ve hooked up with a guy I met relatively met because he bought patron, absolute, and some wine. I almost hooked up with a friend who I chugged about a dozen cups of fruit punch.
I guess I just get really affectionate, or I’m just a tequila whore.
Family members love to make fun of your nasally inflection, Portillo’s is a way of life, and Stevenson High School…
Applying to college is daunting enough--forget about picking which one you'll actually attend for the next 4 years! To help…
There aren't many things that are worse than apartment hunting, especially when you are limited on time to find one.…
Your bedroom is a place where you will spend a lot of your time, so, more than ever, you should…
“Gator Nation baby!” “That’s all you have to know.” “Just throw on some orange and blue.” Alright, frat boy Chad I’m…
From sleeping in class to straight up just not caring anymore, here are ten signs you're a second semester senior…
