315-word version:
My day starts at 6:30 AM, listening to the °íµîÇб³¸í radio blasting through the speakers that are “conveniently” located just over my headboard. I crawl down the ladder and try not to wake up my roommates. I have lived in this dorm for three years and learned to be intuitive...
615-word version:
My day starts at 6:30 AM, listening to the °íµîÇб³¸í radio blasting through the speakers that are “conveniently” located just over my headboard. I crawl down the ladder and try not to wake up my roommates. I have lived in this dorm for three years and learned to be intuitive. I know when I go the bathroom a girl next to me will ask me if she could borrow my shampoo or cleanser. I am used to the idea that sharing is not a big deal—and, of course, the fact that the toilets will not flush—because we have all been there before...