I tried to remember how small my first apartment was in college. I forgot how freakin TINY that thing was! At least it wasn’t an efficiency. Those thing were oversized bedrooms.
I can never tell the difference between the real rudiment names and the fake ones.
* usually practice buildings smell like feet…or old cereal.
I don’t know how many times I had to look up a class description because it sounded exactly like another class, but you wouldn’t know they were completely different until you looked up its course description.
Have you ever had a roommate like this? They would tend to be the parental figure around the apartment because they liked order and organization. But, what tended to happen was that they would just butt heads with everyone else.