Well, ResLife won't be providing me with a place to stay next year. I suspect complications with my application, while Mom suspects my inability to resist telling people what I think. I guess I have more faith in the college than her, because it seems to me like an institution that would encourage upwardly-directed input.
Anyway, assuming I come back next year and I can't convince my mom to back me on the couch-surfing plan, I'm going to need some housing arrangements, either on or off-campus. Keep your ears open and see if you can hook me up.
The hidden message in this post is that I might not come back next year. Manchester did, after all, expel my best friend.
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