As I try to think back to things that happened freshmen year I keep mixing nights together. For example I know there were 2 occasions where I drank Bacardi 151. Here's where it gets hazy, on one of the nights I drank a bottle of Zifendale, and then had two shots of 151. Someone that I was with left somthing in Dan's room which was on my floor, and I knew that he had always left his window open, so in my drunken state I went through his nieghbor Ryan's window and went next door and punched in Dan's screen and unlocked his door.
The next time I drank 151, I think it was just a couple shots of that, and I was out of control, on the first floor yelling and helping some kid in the stairwell puke who I didn't even know. Then my night ended in the second floor bathroom puking, and telling my RA Phil that I hated him, and that he was a faggot. All he was trying to do was make sure I was alright and that he wouldn't have to call the hospital, and I greeted him by saying " Fuck you Phil".  ¶ 12:55 PM