Standing in the corner of the frat party, all I could think about was the hot pink bottom of my floor-length skirt turning brown with mud and beer. A year ago, I would have been scouring the house for a glass of hard alcohol to get my BAC above a point two. Six months ago, I would have been watching my friends snort blue lines of Adderall off the tabletop. This weekend, though, all I could worry about was how much it was going to cost to dry clean my skirt once I got back to Chicago.
I went back to Lehigh for the infamous Lehigh verses Lafayette football game – the most played rivalry in college football (147 meetings to be exact) – the rivalry that landed me in the hospital my senior year. I went back to see my friends, specifically one that spent the last six months on a cruise ship, and walk the tree-lined hills that were my home for three years.
There was a lot of excitement and trepidations surrounding the visit. The day before I left, I was unsure if I wanted to go at all. I had an amazing time in college, some of the best experiences in my life happened on that campus, along with some of the worst. College lasts four years for a reason – to act as a transition for the real world. Graduation is not just about receiving a degree, but about leaving student-life behind and all the drunken drama that came with it.
