College is like the island in "Lost" -- things happen that can't be explained, there are different tribes of people with whom you uneasily co-exist, you're living in close quarters with a bunch of people that eventually drive you crazy, you can't find a good toilet, you don't appreciate being there until you're gone (then you want to go back), and there might even be some time-traveling.
I love it when people compliment one another on their clothing, and we accept the compliment as if it were meant for us. "Nice tie." "Well Thank you." The compliment is for the tie, not for you. But we take it.
But that's essentially the job of clothing isn't it--to get compliments for us because it is very difficult to get compliments based on the type of person you actually are. Let's face it, you could be a very nice person, but nobody is going to give you the satisfaction of recognizing that. No no no. I assume just be a bastard, and try to match your colors up. MMM
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