It’s endearing how college kids abbreviate everything. “How’s that prof?” “Meet you in the caf.” “Skirt skirt.” I lived on “Lup 7” in college. There were 16 of us crammed like sardines in cinderblock cans at the end of the hall. Two to a room. One Thursday, I left Tin Roof early. I had an early 10am class the next day! I got back to our floor, microwaved some Bagel Bites, put headphones on, and climbed into my lofted bed.
Dark and dirty dorm rooms
Dark and dirty dorm rooms
Dark and dirty dorm rooms
It’s endearing how college kids abbreviate everything. “How’s that prof?” “Meet you in the caf.” “Skirt skirt.” I lived on “Lup 7” in college. There were 16 of us crammed like sardines in cinderblock cans at the end of the hall. Two to a room. One Thursday, I left Tin Roof early. I had an early 10am class the next day! I got back to our floor, microwaved some Bagel Bites, put headphones on, and climbed into my lofted bed.