The Transfer Student
I've finally made it. It's August 27th, humid and sweltering 90 degrees, and after the 5-hour drive from La Crosse, I'm about ready to get my sophomore year of college underway. This isn't my first rodeo, so to speak. I did try attending a more local community college last year, but I soon realized that it wasn't the exact "college experience" that I was looking for. What I mean to say was it was a dry campus: no booze whatsoever, no bars, and about as much of a nightlife as my grandma's bingo...
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