The ancient saying goes, “If parents knew that they were paying for a four year party, you would only demand a high college diploma to get a job.”, and it’s fair. However somewhere between saying goodbye to your high college sweetheart and the first age you get beaten in a beer pong tournament you go through one of the most maturing and culturally enlightening experiences of your lifetime. It’s called moving outside on your own for the first age… and OH BOY is it a doozy!
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Wednesday, April 6, 2011
The College Student's Guide To Finding A Poster
