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I have some sort of roommate curse. This afternoon the guy I was going to room with next year called me and said he isn't coming back to school. I asked why, but he didn't want to say, and I didn't press it. The good news is I'm keeping my room, although I'll probably end up getting a roommate who is a transfer student. Which would be good, because then they REALLY want to be at the College.
The Paper is over. So sad. It was my life.