College was hot, hot, hot

When people talk about their college experiences, I often don’t have much to add to the conversation.

They’re always talking about all the wild partying, the missed classes, and the last minute cramming for imperative examinations.

I do not understand, because my college education was very different. I took 20-24 credits every semester and worked every single day. I studied every night and weekend until my eyes crossed and I cried myself into exhaustion. I rarely got to go out, and I hardly had any friends. One thing is consistent between our higher education experiences, however; my college life sure was hot. No, not in the fun sexual experimentation way like everyone else. Literally, my apartment was burning hot. You see, I had no money to support myself, so I lived in a really old and run down apartment building with 3 random strangers. We had some unreliable and stinky heat in the winter, but absolutely no air conditioning in the summer. I think there was an AC unit at one time, but the thermostat did not connect to any sort of cooling system during the 3 years I lived there. As such, May through September every year was absolute burning hot misery. There was no way to cool all 4 bedrooms in the top floor apartment without modern air conditioning, although we sure tried. I tried to buy a window AC unit, but we had the wrong type of window installed. I couldn’t afford a portable AC unit, so I gave up on that idea. I even purchased several utility fans to channel fresh air into the place, but the only real relief I ever found was going to the air conditioned library to study all night long.

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