One of the more memorable moments of living in residence was moving-in and moving-out. When you're moving-in you're excited about the year ahead of you, the people you will meet and the things you will learn. This excitement, at least for me, helped cope with the back breaking labor that comes with actually moving in. Moving boxing up and down stairs, pushing shopping carts and hooking up your computer is no cake walk. However no deadlines, and being able to crowd your room at a steady pace through out the year helps with the whole process. Moving out on the other hand is another story. Within 24 hour of your last final exam, you're responsible for returning your room the way you received it, dismantling eight months worth of decoration. Having to say goodbye to the room can be heartbreaking and is usually followed by the realization of how you will most likely misplace half your stuff, break a couple of things and ruin all your posters.
For these reasons alone, in the past two years I have followed a strict policy of living light. The policy itself is very simple, move in all the stuff you need and leave behind what you don't. As simple as it might sound there is a slippery slope when it comes to deciding what is necessarily and what is not. For examples, my xbox and playstation 2 are unnecessary, therefor I don't take them out of storage. Old notes, binders and textbooks are unnecessary, therefore they stay behind. Things like printer, laptop and winter clothing are necessary so every year when I move in, they'll participate in my academic quest. But other stuff like the TV, or my monitor ( I've been using a laptop instead of a desktop for a while now) fall in between.
Moving in to Fort McMorley however changed everything. Such a move had to be accompanied by a new and revised edition of the policy. This time around I turned my strictly light policy to a more lenient one. However one of the things I kept on the unnecessarily pile regardless, were posters. They're a bitch to take off and a pain to pack. They don't fit in any sized box and are prone to being damaged. With that in mind it was decided that my walls will be kept naked and my four month stay in Fort McMorley will be a poster-less one. Until I saw this:
It was love at first sight. Not love in a sense of how I would love to be hitting up this chick. But in a sense of how this one image was encompassing all the themes to my university life. Explaining all the aspects of how that is so, would result in a very long post. Someone who knows me very well however would agree that this poster was made with me in mind. When I first saw it, I knew this poster was not like other posters. Of all the unnecessaries, this poster would be a necessary. A sense of one-nites(sp?) was formed and I knew I should get it. But no matter how relevant and perfect it was, it was still a poster. I was split between showing a weakness of character by flip-flopping on my own promise to myself or sticking to my no poster policy. I decided to let it go. I said to myself, if tomorrow, I still feel the way I do today, I will buy it. I walked away...
