She lived in town Her name is Cathy. We got drunk. Had a great time.

I was staying at Donaldson Brown. I told her if she needed to get home she'd have to take my bicycle locked to the lamp post and ride it home. Then I picked it up the next day. It was awkward to say the least.

A week later I went to my first class. Horribly hungover and late. I had met a majorette (before my first class!) and took her to the Freshman mixer.Her name is Jennie then realized Jennie was a psycho. So much for being a majorette! She never twirled my baton.

And there is Cathy's dad (my FB game date), the professor of my first class, looking at me like the looser that I was .