Saturday, May 19, 2012


A year of my life was spent in a shithole.
Literal shithole; hell, we had to blockade off the main floor bathroom at least once for over a week.
Not as if the people were better; we were 44 assholes with no authority structure living in a socialistic utopia.
Needless to say, it didn’t work out so hot.
However, that's not to say it wasn't a worthwhile experience.
Even if I did have to move out two weeks before my final due to a destructive roommate and drunken instigators, the filthy, rotting, asbestos-filled hole taught me more about life than I ever thought I would understand.

While examples may be used, they are unimportant; what will be discussed is what I believe about life, specifically from the last year.
Participation and comments are more than welcome.


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