Let me quote my ex here: “College is just an endless crusade to get fucked up.”
 
I feel that on a grand scale. Winter 2020 especially. I spent a quasi-normal semester Zoom-fatigued and tequila-saturated. Everyone was following the same schedule: Zoom yourself to death and party harder to make up for all that was lost in the fall semester. But we were in it together. So here’s to all the amazing people (new and old) who made this tragic and utterly exhausting pandemic into something beautifully unique. I totally ran myself through the ground, but wouldn’t trade anything in the world for all the stories I have to tell.