- Reader: Dear Mr. Snicket, What is the best way to keep a secret?
- Lemony Snicket: Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding.
Some thoughts about first year, even though I’m not technically done yet
Yay first time getting drunk! It was rum and coke in an engineering frat house. My limit is 7. Always say you are 21 when you go to frats. A good girl-to-guy ratio is key. Don’t wear sweaters when you are going to party. First time rolling a joint. First time trying weed! Nothing happened, darn. My roommates are pretty cool. You meet the best people on buses. You meet the scariest on trolleys. There are so many cool clubs here. There are so many beautiful people here. Nobody expects much from first-years, which is what makes it easier for me to put myself out there and take risks. Life has a funny way of working itself out if you stay eager, with a goal in mind. I have the best lesbian friend. Skipping class is ok if the teacher sucks at teaching. Don’t leave cooked ramen in your rice cooker for more than 2 weeks because blue fuzzy stuff appears. When you’re an underclassmen, having upperclassmen friends/friends over 21 is a good thing. Professors make all the difference. Yay first concert that wasn’t classical (The Wombats). I’m trying molly! JK it’s actually baking soda. My limit is 10. Never buy non-Hershey chocolate syrup. Am I getting more tolerant? Wow a lot of people run here. People are doing amazing things. Tried weed again. Nadda. I have the best friends. Don’t go to the library during finals week because it smells like a combo of sweat, tears, and whatever a pooping fart smells like. Tried a vaporizer, nothing. I have it so good. Learning to accept myself. I can’t wake up early enough for 10am classes. You learn the most from just talking to people. I should have started studying weeks ago. My final is tomorrow. This year has gone by too fast, but I loved it. I wish I had gone streaking. There’s always next year.
