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Here's where I did my first year of college. I lived in the dorms with a Montanan named Pete before taking a room at the end of the hall with Scott, a nice Democrat from Drake. It was aaight. Bunk beds were an interesting touch, but they made me feel like a child. Of course, now that I'm lurking on being 10 years out from my freshman year in college, I realize that I WAS a child.
Fitting. Also, the RA was kind of a dick. Scott was cool though. Mostly, I was just bummed that they didn't have a track team.