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[punkdhiver]

Think Outside the Box
Before moving into the dorms my freshman year, I was really apprehensive about having a roommate. In such close quarters, especially for an obsessive-compulsive like me, living with someone in a dorm can easily become a torture one might find in the seventh ring of hell. But since the UCLA roommate survey boasted of its high

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[thinkofthewords]

This is the exact reason I've required my own apartment every year while in college. Flatmates are easier than roommates, because I can lock my door and so can they. Sometimes I don't even see the people I live with for an entire week, and that, to me, is glorious.

[punkdhiver]

I plan one day to live alone. But, I may have a cat. That is all the companionship I need.

I'll still lock my bedroom door though.

[thinkofthewords]

Gah! My cat, who recently jumped out of the second story living room window, used to jump (noticing a trend?) up and try to twist the door knob to open the door. I figure if he would have stuck around another couple of weeks, he would have gotten the hang of it. Poor little guy.

[punkdhiver]

That is so sad! I thought cats always landed on their feet.

[thinkofthewords]

I think they do. He didn't die on impact, but I'm sure the highway in the front yard and Kool-Aid stained kids in the Hoovervilles across the way were both recipes for disaster.