The University of California in Santa Barbara. I came for the academics; I got engulfed in the party lifestyle. I mean it wasn’t supposed to happen; I’ve never been one to drink or go out with friends. I guess what they say is right, college changes a person. But it would change anyone who goes from suburban Michigan to beachy California, has an unpredictable roommate, and a best friend who claims her motto is “party hard or go home”. Did I mention the frat boys? I swear this wasn’t how my college experience was going to be, but things happen. Everything was unexpected.