We have acquired the ***** to experiment; to spend Tuesday three a.m. puking our guts out one bad pitcher of margarita after the other; to dance on tabletops twelve tequila shots later – whether our favorite songs are playing, or even not at all; to drown all melancholy in bottles of beer we keep losing count of until we, too, forget what we were sad about in the first place; to celebrate the crazy by playing cops and robbers and hide and seek behind trucks beating the red light; to refuse to go to class just because; to kiss strangers and best friends and roll out of bed the following morning not remembering even the slightest bit; to spend the night walking through deserted neighborhoods and off-limits roof decks; and to just live however we want.