Freshman year I never missed a Dr. Pepper Hour.
Every single Tuesday we found ourselves at the SUB drinking in the joys of our new friendships- and the frothy sweetness of BU's specialty drink.
One day I remember having a conversation about these small horse statues- what if they were real horses- and what if we had a bunch of these tiny horses running around our dorm room- and what is they followed us around campus...
So we were freshmen, ok?
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