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...said. Galbreth, who studies French literature and linguistics, recounted the frantic moments before discovering that she had won the scholarship. “My computer froze right when I tried to open the attachment,” she said. “I had to run to my roommate??s computer to read the message. The whole process took about 10 minutes, so it was tense—but also pretty funny.” She added that she had little time to celebrate her success, because she had a midterm the next day. Galbreth, a native...
...clears, she’ll be table-dancing at the ’Poon…No poon was had by one foolish senior last weekend, when he missed his chance to score one of Florida’s richest bitches due to incessant cuddling with his straight male roommate??SPOTTED: Spurned sorority girl rigging costume contest at Halloween party to deny her ex, who attended with another member, the glorious title of champion. Is there a prize for sad? And who are we? That’s a secret we’ll never tell?...
...13th. For the panic-stricken feeling ghost-itches everywhere, FM introduces the Scabies Watch, a weekly warning of exactly how worried you need to be. Current Alert Level: Blue Red (Severe): Feeling itchy? You probably have scabies right now. Burn all clothes and sheets immediately, including your roommate??s—he won’t mind, considering you’re saving him from infestation. Stop by UHS to pick up tubes of ointment. Anonymous brown paper bag head-coverlet optional. Orange (High): A big party weekend means high risk for burrowing mites. Hire a bouncer...
...resident Jessica G. Ranucci ’10 said that she avoids her room because of the cold. “It’s not so bad because the library’s always open, but it gets frustrating,” she said. “My roommate??s been studying in the laundry room.” Students from warmer climates were also caught unprepared for the cold. “I rub my hands together until I fall asleep or I go to the bathroom to run hot water on my hands to warm...
...avoiding the centers of nearby eyes, renewing a vow of silence every time I step out onto the street, sitting in my apartment checking my e-mail, sending letters to people in other states. To escape my unease, I stay out all night, party with my roommate and my roommate??s friends, go to Broadway shows, and see live jazz at the Village Vanguard. None of it, though, seems to have a lasting effect. It is impossible to feel isolated because so much is going on. The enormity of the city invades my life and the lives...