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Don't be afraid to be a stick in the mud.
My first night on campus - some girls on my hall talked me into attending an off campus party with some guys they "sort of" knew. Being lonely, I went. 90% of the way to their apartment, sitting on the lap of one of the guys (because there weren't enough seats in the car), I realized the driver and all the guys were drunk. By then we were out in a wooded part of town not anywhere near campus, so I waited the last two minutes until we got to their apartment. I walked inside, took one look around at the scene - many drunk upperclassmen males, three freshman girls - and I asked for a phonebook and called a taxi. Everyone in the apartment made fun of me, and I spent a lonely night back in the dorms. The next day I heard from the two girls about an extended night of drinking, drunk driving, and near sexual assault, and I knew I'd made the right choice.
Don't be afraid to be a stick in the mud.
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