College is a minefield. There's so much to juggle.
Classes, homework, and parties, obviously.
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A wise man once told me that to balance it all,
everyone has their thing.
I didn't know what he was talking about at the time,
but it was so true.
For college kids who like to party,
the baseline is beer, weed, questionable Jell-O shots.
Then it gets interesting.
You've got your pill poppers.
They love their Oxy,
their Vico, their Norco.
You know, girls raised by their nannies
who hate themselves as much as the calories in alcohol.
Then there's people who do Molly, poppers, coke...
My thing? I dabble.
I like a nice buzz, but I don't get, like, White-girl wasted.
But the tricky part to having a thing
was knowing how to balance it all,
and I hadn't been doing so well.
[Bleep]
♪ Watch out, world, I'm grown now ♪
♪ I'm grown ♪
♪ Learn something new every day ♪
♪ I don't know know, so I'ma feel my way ♪
♪ Got the weight of the world on me ♪
♪ But no regrets, this is what I say ♪
♪ Watch out world, I'm grown now ♪
- ♪ I'm grown ♪ - ♪ You can tell me ♪
♪ My heart beating so loud ♪
♪ Mama, look, I'm grown now ♪
♪ I'm grown ♪
Ana, why didn't you wake me up?
I missed class!
Oh, hey.
What's good with your roommate?
Oh, no!
Zoey! Where are you going?
I don't know.
You missed our class.
Yeah.
Don't worry though. I got you covered.
Told the professor you were getting an abortion.
Wait, what? Why would you do that?
I'm already stressed as is.
How about, "Thank you, Luca"?
Okay? You need to loosen up.
Let me get you right.
You know that's not my thing.
Well, you got to find your thing,
'cause whatever your thing is dead-ass isn't working.
And you also literally have your pants on backwards.
Well, smoking weed at 11:00 AM
isn't gonna solve my problems.
What's, like, good with you?
Like, when I first met you, I really vibed with you.
You were on some official shit.
Now you're kind of just, like,
every other kid running around here.
What's that supposed to mean?
It means, like, you act like you have it all together,
meanwhile none of us have it all together.
You just need to chill out and medicate your situation.
I don't have time for this, so can you go?
Because I need to turn my pants around
and make it to my next class.
Whatever.
But our project.
What's good with that? It's due Friday.
We got to get working on it, so...
You want to stay up tonight?
Yeah. No, damn, no, I can't,
um, because I have a James Baldwin exhibit thingy.
Th-That's cool.
- I-I don't want to go. - Oh, sucks.
Well, we could do tomorrow or the night after that,
I just can't be pinned down right now.
Fine. Can you just please come up with ideas tonight?
'Cause I don't want to be behind on this project
while you're at this James Baldwin thing
that I'm totally not invited to and totally don't want to go to.
Dude, do you want to come?
Nah, I can't. My mom's in town.
But you're sweet, though.
Thanks?
These are some fun pictures.
I used to have that hoodie.
Oh, my God.
You reek!
How much weed did you smoke?
Clearly not enough
to be at a whack-ass student photography show.
If this is an "experimental art" exhibit,
then where are all of the dicks?
This is socially conscious photography
based on the work of James Baldwin.
Is it? Or is it just a bunch of sad photos
of little Black kids holding melting ice cream?
Mm.
Well, I also saw a couple sad photos
of tiny Black hands holding onto chain link fences.
You did not bring us here to look at those.
- Mm? - You brought us here to look at that.
Wait, what? What's Aaron doing here?
Oh, my God. I see him everywhere.
I know. I think it's 'cause you're stalking him.
I'm not stalking him.
I'm totally stalking him.
- Hey. - Oh, hey.
What's up? How are you?
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Um... Okay.
Uh, I-I kind of helped set this whole thing up.
- Wow. - Yeah.
I didn't know you were into Baldwin.
That's pretty deep for a freshman.
Of course.
And you act like you're so old yourself, grandpa.
Just pull out the slippers and tell us what Y2K was like.
Oh, wow, okay, I see.
So you got jokes?
Look, we're going to Papa K's after this.
You should come.
You heard that, right?
He just invited me to Papa K's.
Papa K's, he basically just proposed
and so, of course my answer is...
Yeah, we'll see what happens.
Well, okay, freshmen.
Maybe I'll see you there.
Maybe he'll see you there?
I mean, what kind of stalker would you be
if you decided to take off the night
to do the homework you've been talking about
for, like, three weeks?
My God, I'm not a stalker.
This place is packed.
I don't see anything in here
worth cracking open a new box of Plan B.
Guys.
- Guys. - Mm-hmm?
I see Aaron and he sees me.
Are you guy seeing us see each other right now?
- You see that, right? - Kind of.
- Ooh, okay. - Okay.
- You know, you go. - Oh! That's my bad.
- Hey. - What's up?
- You made it. - Yeah.
Um, grab a table.
Oh. Anywhere?
Oh, you want me to scooch? I can scooch.
Hey, you, homeboy.
Uh, could you scooch or get that to go?
- It's just a salad. - I'm begging you to stop.
I actually see a table open by the bathrooms.
Okay. Well, that's where... that's where we'll be.
By the bathroom where all the action happens.
Tally ho.
- All right. - Okay.
Hey. Hey, I didn't know you guys were gonna be here.
Oh. Yeah, well, Aaron invited me.
Us, too!
Ooh.
Yeah, he invited a whole gang of people. Yeah.
Is there anyone he didn't invite?
I don't think he invited that guy
who's fixing the TV over there.
- Oh, no, he did. - Oh, he did?
- Mm-hmm. - Oh.
Zoey, I thought you knew that
this was, like, a group invitation?
Uh, no.
He said, "Okay, Freshman. Maybe I'll see you there."
- Yeah. - Freshman.
That's what he calls me.
We have cute nicknames for each other.
Freshman, Sophomore?
Yeah, but he said freshmen with an "e."
Not freshman with an "a."
Okay, freshmen.
Freshmen.
Let me grab a round of calzones
for those Tri-Pis over at table four.
Tell them V-Digital the Great's in the building.
I will not.
So, the night was a total bust.
Turns out Aaron wasn't checking for me.
He was checking for the entire student body,
and I still had a ton of work to do.
I had a fashion project with Luca,
not to mention a 25-page paper
on this woman who I thought was Judge Judy.
This will change your life.
Oh, my God, those are drugs!
Those are illegal drugs!
Dude, you want to get me arrested?
I really hope Aaron didn't see you offer that to me.
Zoey, it's just Adderall.
I know what it is.
My little brother should be on it.
My dad, too.
No, this is what half the student body is using
to get their shit done.
You won't just finish your 25-page paper
on Ruth Bader Ginsburg,
you'll actually care about the bitch.
Okay, Vivek, I'm not taking speed.
I've gotten this far without it.
Okay, but you're in college now.
And the next four years are probably gonna determine
your path for the rest of your life.
But it's cheating.
It's not cheating if everyone's doing it.
Okay. Girls, do you guys cheat?
- What have you heard? - We don't do anything.
Nope, nothing. No steroids.
- No HGH. - No creams.
- No rubs. - No deer antler spray.
And definitely not "The Clear."
We keep our bodies clean.
Wow, I'm so convinced.
What was that I just took?
- Addy. - 10 or 20?
20.
Now I'm ready to rock.
Do you have a paper due or something?
No, there's a party in the Hollywood Hills.
And I'm gonna try and have sex with Jason Derulo.
- Oh. - Whatever.
The whole pill thing just freaks me out.
I mean, I feel like it's a gateway to something awful,
like having a heart attack or... or meeting Dr. Drew.
Or it's a gateway to just finishing your paper.
Here.
Just in case.
No!
No.
No!
Ruth...
Bader...
Ginsburg.
Oh, man.
This was definitely going to be a one-time thing.
So, I popped the little blue study pill,
but I didn't get what all the fuss was about.
I mean, I didn't feel anything.
Until I did.
The good thing about Adderall
is it gives you hyper focus on one thing for hours.
The bad thing about it is
it gives you hyper focus on one thing for hours.
I do want to step into fall.
Class, you will not succeed
in this Digital Marketing Strategies course
or the world unless you have a thorough understanding of...
Squatters' rights.
I've been both beneficiary and victim.
Because currently, there's a Desert Storm veteran
who's taken up residence in the back seat of my sedan.
Normally, as a patriot, I would honor such a hero,
but his once-delightful war stories
are now starting to turn violent.
It's freaking out my lady friend.
Dude!
You owe me $3,000.
I spent the entire night shopping the Semi-Annual Sale,
ultimately made a lot of full-price choices.
I didn't even finish Ruth Bader Ginsburg.
Aww!
Baby's first Addy spiral!
So, the thing that maxed out my credit card has a name,
and you two didn't think of warning me?
That's my bad, dude. That one's on V-Didge.
Look, you made a rookie mistake.
Anyway, I mean, you'll know better next time.
There's not gonna be a next time.
You know what? I should've listened to myself.
That stuff is not me, and I've ended up even further behind.
- Yo. - Hey.
- How was your night? - It was... it was dope.
I wasn't disappointed by anything about it.
Cool. I, uh... I hope next time we can talk more.
Did you hear that?
"Next time."
First Lieutenant Steve?
It's your boy Charlie.
Are you still living in my car?
Ah, okay.
A couple things.
Number one, did I leave my lights on?
Please can you turn those off? Thank you.
Number two, we need to talk.
Wow. You ever not doing "your thing?"
Funerals.
I have too much respect for the dead.
You're gonna do that while we work?
There you go.
Just worrying about what I'm doing.
Like, did you even come up with any ideas?
Yeah. To, uh... I'll grab...
Grab these pens and...
Exactly.
Instead of firing off shots and disrespecting the herb,
figure your own shit out.
Well, that is amazing.
Now it's amazing.
So, Luca's thing obviously worked for him,
but I wasn't Luca, and I was gonna be fine.
Oh, my God.
One last time.
Just to get the paper done.
And this time, I wasn't distracted by anything.
I got it all done.
- So. - Hmm?
- Remember those calzone girls? - Yeah.
One of them had a sad cousin in from out of town.
Boom.
So did Jason Derulo.
- Boom. - Hey, guys.
Oh, she lives.
Yeah, and I finished all my work.
That's why I saw you shaking the vending machines at 4:00 AM?
Oh, my God, you were totally
smurfing your ass off, weren't you?
What? No.
I mean, why can't a girl just get a Payday
and watch the sun rise?
Dude, stop. You're better than this.
Really.
Okay.
I took another one.
I mean, you guys saw how much work I had to do.
Hey, we're on your team, buddy.
Yeah. Why are you making such a big deal out of this?
Because it's not gonna be my thing.
Who cares if it is?
It's like Smart Water around here.
Listen, I don't have a problem with other people doing it,
but I don't want to be reliant on something
just to get by for the next four years.
It was a one-time thing.
I just needed some...
academic steroids.
Got it, cool, whatever.
That's the last time I give her drugs for free.
That's the last time you need to.
Is that Aaron?
Oh.
Wait, so you're, like, really, really
doing the stalking thing, huh?
What?
Okay, what?
You know I am, so can you just...
go somewhere else?
Hey, Zoey.
Oh. Tch.
Hey, big guy.
Hot start.
Yeah, um, well, I'm about to head out,
but the BSU is throwing a party tonight at Hawkins.
You should come through.
Cool. Cool, yeah.
Okay, cool. Hope to see you there.
Now, that was a personal invite.
He said...
You should come through.
You.
"You."
Which applies to me.
It does.
- I'm "you"! - You are you!
Zoey! You made it.
Hey. Nice.
You look amazing.
What are those, Zappos?
Sure.
Damn, I feel like since school started,
we haven't had time to kick it, but I'm just...
I'm happy that you're here. You know?
Like I said, you look... you look great.
Finally, the moment I had been waiting for.
You know, Aaron, I know the past couple weeks
have been hectic, but I'm really happy that...
Whoa, this party's getting crazy.
Um, would you do me a favor and pass out cups?
- Wait, but I'm wondering... - Thank you so much.
Hey, don't break that, man.
Oh, my God.
I'm a drug addict and the help.
Just great.
So, after passing out 28 sleeves of Solo cups,
which included the ones I had to get
during my out-of-pocket BevMo run,
I was done.
- Hey, Zoey. - Oh, hey.
Can we get some cups?
They're saying you're the cup girl.
Oh, my God, they're not seriously calling me that, right?
No. She cleaned it up.
Actually, they're calling you the cup bitch.
Why wouldn't they be?
That's who I am.
Yo, Zoey. Where you going?
I'm leaving.
Well, look, you know, I-I just want you to know that
I really appreciate what you did for me tonight.
Well, it wasn't exactly how I pictured my night going, so...
Yeah. Um, look, well, I can't...
I can't let you walk home alone, right?
You know? So...
Yo, Mike.
You, uh... you think you can walk her home?
- Uh, yeah, sure. - Okay, cool.
Yeah.
What the hell?
Sorry. I didn't know you were asleep.
God, Zoey.
It's like this every night with you.
Just shut up and go to bed.
You know, it seems like whatever I do,
you're gonna have a problem with it, so...
I'm sorry.
So you are capable of saying those words.
Look, Ana,
I have been wanting to apologize for leaving you at that party,
but every time I try and talk to you,
your middle fingers are up.
Ana, leaving you at that party
is quite honestly the worst thing I have ever done,
so please believe me when I say I really am sorry.
I don't know.
Ever since I got here, I just haven't been myself.
I don't know. I mean...
This isn't who I am.
So that night, Ana and I talked about everything.
I told her about the pills, the parties, Aaron.
She told me it was her first time
being this far away from her family
and she hadn't made a single friend.
Honestly, by the time that we got to the party,
I was just so nervous, I started drinking,
which I never really did before.
Well, except Sunday at mass.
It's the blood of Christ.
Anyway, and that's why I got wasted
and I filled the kiddy pool with vomit.
She was just as messed up as I was.
Since we'd gotten to college,
we'd been caught up worrying about what other people think.
We were crossing so many lines we thought we'd never cross
instead of just being ourselves.
From now on, I'm gonna do me.
I don't need Aaron.
I do not need Adderall.
I'm even done with the partying, too.
You know what I need?
To go to sleep
and not wake up until, like, the next episode of "Power."
- You do that. - Okay.
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