Growing up, I was a bit of a square.
I never drank or did drugs. I never stayed out beyond curfew, and I rarely got anything less than a B on my report cards.
I was everything my parents wanted me to be: A good, loyal, well-disciplined young lady. And I was bored out of my mind.
Like a lot of other girls my age, when I got to college, I broke out of my shell.
I became more sociable, I got drunk at frat parties and smoked pot
with my sorority sisters. I let my hair down, and I had never been
happier. (more)
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