Anyone who has ever lived in a dorm will relate to this absolutely hilarious account of youthful shenanigans. You must’ve felt very, very sorry for yourself the following morning.
That one of lasting friendships was forged during this escapade demonstrates the power of youthful camaraderie. Engaging, fun and funny!
I think this was the start of the reflux problem. I could drink but I couldn't hold down much. It just got worse so that by the time I was the legal age for drinking I didn't want to drink.
Raphael was soft. His mom was French and his dad was Awol. His mom gave him whatever he wanted and he had a collection of old instruments and other random stashes.
We let Raphael have his own room and Collin and I shared a room. Collin helped me out more than a few times. He was like my big brother but even more unstable. He was terrifying at moments. Most of the time he was great.