Last night I hit the bright lights and big city of Palo Alto because my best gal Bre (of jumping in the ocean fame) chooses to live there. No comment.
Things I learned in the 650:
1.) I can pass for an undergraduate. I’m a shortie and I have the sweet round face of a girl that just started college and grew up someplace somewhere glamorous like Bethesda, Maryland.
2.) College boys look young but thankfully/regretfully still not too young for me. As a matter of fact my favorite type of boy “the jewish nerd that is kinda cute” isn’t totally full of himself just yet in college. Which makes him easy to
prey on talk to.
3.) People wait in lines to get into bars. Really bad bars that look kind of like New Orleans themed Houlihans or TGIFridays.
4.) There are still populations of people who wear Northface jackets. There are populations of people who wear Northface jackets and mini skirts. At the same time.
5.) I’m unsurprisingly skilled at riding mechanical bulls. (Made it into overtime, bitches!)