Adam
Well-Known Member
I was multiplying those bad choices well into my junior year. Like getting written up by RA's. Jumping off the Hancher footbridge. Shooting apples over the roof of Stanley Hall with a water balloon slingshot. Hitting golf balls into the Iowa River from the roof of the Hillcrest cafeteria. I didn't graduate from Iowa as much as I survived it.
At least you weren't pushing dope, slapping fools, and running credit card scams.
I had alcohol poisoning and was admitted to the hospital on 6 separate occasions. The true test of someones metal is graduating from Iowa without a PhD in alcoholism.