The River

I have a love-hate relationship with my residence hall (aka dorm). On one hand, I have a lovely group of friends from my building. On the other, the building itself is old in a not-old-enough-to-be-quaint sort of way. I think it was built in the 1960s, which was generally not a very good decade for architecture. Its aesthetically qualities are only minimally bothersome though - it's really the combination of being far away and in an ugly building that make me resent my classmates in other residence halls sometimes.