"Y'all ready for some sushi!!!?!?" The voice of the young cowboy wearing brown boots, light blue Wranglers, and a tucked in Polo shirt still remains vivid in mind as if it was just last night that I got picked up on my very first blind date. My friend Ashley had somehow convinced me to be her wingman on a dinner invitation from a new guy she had met who was bringing a friend along. The second I saw the two boys jump out of their huge white truck to pick us up at our freshman dorm last year, I knew that his forced double date was destined to be an interesting one. The two were the definition of southern gentlemen, which, only having been in Texas for a few weeks, this California girl was not used to. But I smiled at the chance to get to know a little more about this strange Texan culture that I was surrounded by, and hopped in their truck, pinching Ashley next to me on the camouflage car interior. We drove off to the sushi restaurant, the boys shamelessly belting out “Big Green Tractor” and smoking cigarettes out the window, “If my family could see me right now…” I laughed to myself.
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These are the kinds of adventures that we will look back on, years after college, and laugh about. When I feel far from home I just remember all of the times such as this one that has made my years at school so entertaining. Life is a crazy ride. Live it to the fullest and never turn down a chance to make another memory.
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