My freshman roommate was a so-called random selection—we lived 10 minutes apart, but couldn’t have been more different, even though we both had never heard of Bright Eyes or Regina Spektor—and it worked out immeasurably better than being paired with some camp-attending, sports-playing, frat-seeking Jew from Long Island that URoomSocialMediaStartup.com would have spit out.
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anniewerner said:
my freshman roommate had night terrors.
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