University of Maine - Prism Yearbook (Orono, ME)

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When your little sister brother asks you what to bring to school — what will they need in their dorm room? . . . You stop and think . . . earplugs? Binoculars or a telescope to catch the streakers, maybe a camera with a good flash; sleeping bag and air mattress for when you get kicked out of your room, a broiler is nice for grilled cheese at midnight; beer mugs or martini glasses (also good for pudding.) And when your grandmother asks you about dorm life, what do you say? What can you say? The showers are super? The girls in the next room have bunk beds and every time the girl on top jumps into bed, your mirror almost falls off the wall? The rooms are too small (too small for you. your roommate and her three boyfriends) . . . you don't like school because you can't wear your bathrobe to breakfast? What you leave out is the real dorm life . . . Like when the girls down the hall yell, “Ann's passed out in the waste basket. I think she's dead! Or the night the boys attacked your floor with shaving cream at 3 a.m. and turned the hall into a Winter Wonderland. The nights you danced (ALL NIGHT) on the beds while Hot Rocks” blared from the stereo. The night you read pornography out loud to the kids on your section and they said. “How many ways can you say the same thing? The day you went to take a bath but the little room was so full of marijuana smoke you were afraid you'd be stoned before you got out of there (but you went in anyway). . . The mornings you woke up with someone in your bed who liked to watch the same cartoons you did...........................