Someone kept a snake. You didn’t ask questions.
SOMEONE KEPT A SNAKE. YOU DIDN’T ASK QUESTIONS. Follow for more authentic tales from the unexpected chronicles of dorm life.
That distinct chapter of our lives, spent within the hallowed, yet often chaotic, walls of dorm rooms, was a masterclass in human observation. It was a place where brilliance rubbed shoulders with bewildering habits, where future leaders coexisted with, well, *creatures*. You learned quickly that the mice were just part of the ecosystem, a tiny tax on your snack stash. But then there were the larger, less conventional inhabitants, sometimes deliberately introduced.
The moment you caught a glimpse of it – a flicker of scales, a silent coil in a makeshift terrarium – a part of your brain simply filed it away. A snake. In the dorm. This wasn’t a place for casual inquiries or concerned conversations with an RA. This was an environment where everyone was juggling ambition, existential dread, and a relentless academic pace. Asking about someone’s pet reptile felt profoundly trivial when compared to the upcoming prelim or the late-night debate on postmodernism. It became an unspoken agreement, a silent nod to the sheer volume of eccentricities and brilliant oddities that formed our collective experience.
We learned to live and let live, to navigate the bizarre without batting an eye. These weren't just dorms; they were crucibles of character. They taught us discretion, adaptability, and the quiet understanding that everyone had their unique coping mechanisms. That snake, unasked about, became a peculiar symbol of the profound, often unspoken, trust and shared acceptance we cultivated. These strange, unforgettable moments are not just anecdotes; they are the building blocks of our resilience, our ability to thrive in any landscape, no matter how unconventional.
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