Name: Jamie

Age: 23

Last year right before spring break we went to a huge house party.  We dressed up only to find that everyone else was casual.

As the night continued I started hitting it off with one of the Lacrosse players that I had a crush on at one time.  I ended up getting too drunk to drive and my friend had already left with her boyfriend so I went home with Ben (not his real name).

He drove my car to his place but we had to park at the Wendy’s because he lived in a gated area.

I won’t get into details but we did things a girl shouldn’t do on a first date.

So the next morning I throw on my heels and head to the parking lot where my car was.  I get all the way to my car only to remember my keys are still at his place.  So I go all the way back and get them.  By now I am walking fast because I feel people are staring at me.

I got like 50 feet from my car when *splat* my ankle buckled and I fell on my ass.  So one shoe off I hobbled the rest of the way to my car.  When I looked up I could see people inside the Wendy’s looking out at me.  This made me want to die.

Dear Jamie, when you say you did things you don’t think you should have done, let me tell you that is complete nonsense.  The only thing you shouldn’t do when you get sloppy drunk and go home with a dude, is get to third base and then have a sudden flash of conscience.  You did everything right (besides falling down like a retard).

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