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room assignments today. really messed up.
so westfield has five residence halls, and four buildings of apartments, meant for upper classman. however, they said this yer you didnt have to be junior or senior to live in apartments, just have at lest one upperclassman. So there were rooms with like five freshman and one junior. And to top it off, less than expected moved off campus. So basically, next years juniors dint get apartments. so they moved into res buildings, filling up the good ones, courtney and lammers. thus, making it harder for underclassman to get the building they wanted.
Lucky for me, my roommate is smart, and took a bunch of AP classes, evn though they dont count towards her major. but shes registered as a sophomore. so we had number 70 in the sophomore class, whereas mine was 119 in the freshman class. so we are living in the building we lived in last semester, in one of the biggest rooms. however, almost no freshman got lammers, so theres like eight of us. its crazy. after 89 freshman, only two buildings were left, dickinson and davis, the ugliest ones.
and then i went to dance. boring and such. then i come back to my roommate crying about the notebook and yeling at the movie because they broke up.
so westfield has five residence halls, and four buildings of apartments, meant for upper classman. however, they said this yer you didnt have to be junior or senior to live in apartments, just have at lest one upperclassman. So there were rooms with like five freshman and one junior. And to top it off, less than expected moved off campus. So basically, next years juniors dint get apartments. so they moved into res buildings, filling up the good ones, courtney and lammers. thus, making it harder for underclassman to get the building they wanted.
Lucky for me, my roommate is smart, and took a bunch of AP classes, evn though they dont count towards her major. but shes registered as a sophomore. so we had number 70 in the sophomore class, whereas mine was 119 in the freshman class. so we are living in the building we lived in last semester, in one of the biggest rooms. however, almost no freshman got lammers, so theres like eight of us. its crazy. after 89 freshman, only two buildings were left, dickinson and davis, the ugliest ones.
and then i went to dance. boring and such. then i come back to my roommate crying about the notebook and yeling at the movie because they broke up.