Dorm Daze: The Opening Weekend

When discussing people you’ll remember for the rest of your life you might as well start from the beginning.

Moving into the dorm my sophomore year I had to requests. 1. That I get the same room and 2. That my smelly ex roommate wasn’t also in said room. It worked!!!!

When it came time to move I was required to let my mom help me even though she wouldn’t be lifting anything. Apparently if you don’t let your crazy parent help you move into the dorm it can be traumatizing for them. So I was forced into letting Teresa ‘help’ me move into to my room.
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