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Go out and drink a lot, hook up with as many chicks as you can. Don't hook up with any "moonpigs" like PrestonLuv, but at some point it will happen. Don't be ashamed that it happened, but when she starts coming around your place when you're sober, or when your friends are around, tell her you don't want a relationship and/or get a restraining order as fast as you can.
Might be too late for this, but only get classes that start after 10am. Anything earlier and you're probably going to be missing it quite a bit.
I had the sickest senior year. Technically it was my fifth year, but I didn't get to enjoy my fourth year (in a partying sense) becuase I was playing my last year of baseball. Anyway, I drank four to five nights a week during my fifth year, always hitting up the bar with the best specials because that's where everyone would be. I was a former baseball player so I still had some BMOC cred. My earliest class was at 1pm, and I was finished with my day by 4pm.
I'd wake up at noon, usually hungover, and I'd pound water/gatorade to get rehydrated. Then I'd go to class, and I didn't miss a single one the entire year, but I shouldn't miss a class when my earliest is 1pm. After class (4pm) I'd go directly to the gym and I'd kick my ass for two hours in there, lifting weights and then running 3-4 miles per day. Even though I was drinking more than the human body should be able to handle, I was in awesome shape. Then I'd come home, pound more water/gatorade, eat a big (but healthy) dinner...and then I'd start drinking with everyone. I'd end up going to the bar to drink more and hang out. I'd look for chicks to hook-up with but I didn't give off the vibe like I was out on the prowl or anything, and that worked to my advantage more times than I can count.
Rinse, and repeat.
I had one night class, too, so I got my roommates to have a drink ready for me that I could pound immediately upon arriving at my apartment, so I could "catch up" to them.
I experienced many different women that year, even one "moonpig," but she had a cute face (doesn't matter, but she did).
Up until my fifth year I had a girlfriend (that I had been with for five years, all the way back to high school). Everyone knew I was unavailable when I was with her because she went to the same school. When word got out that I was single the flood gates opened. 
Goddamn those were the days!
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