…shower with flip-flops and deep existential dread.
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There’s a unique camaraderie that forms when your daily routine involves navigating communal bathrooms. Those flip-flops weren’t just for hygiene; they were a silent nod to a shared reality, a protective layer against the unknown. And the "deep existential dread"? Ah, that familiar companion. It’s the feeling that washes over you between an all-nighter for a seminar presentation and the realization that you’re simultaneously surrounded by brilliance and grappling with your own imposter syndrome.
It wasn’t just about the chilly walk down the hall or the questionable shower pressure. It was about standing under that lukewarm spray, mentally replaying a debate from class, questioning your entire life’s purpose, or planning the next three months of your academic career, all before your first cup of coffee. This wasn't just dorm life; it was a microcosm of the intense, exhilarating, and often overwhelming journey of an elite education.
Did you truly experience it if you didn't, at some point, stare blankly at a tiled wall, shower water drumming around you, pondering the sheer weight of expectation and opportunity? That quiet, introspective moment, half-drowned out by the sound of rushing water, was as much a part of the curriculum as any lecture hall. It bonded us, didn’t it? The silent, collective understanding that beneath the polished veneer of campus life, we were all just trying to make sense of our place in a world we were told we were destined to lead, one flip-flop-clad step at a time.
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