With its noddy colours of red and yellow the bridge may not quite interest me today, but then...it must have swung from my really arrogant steps (Thank goodness that the parking was on the other side of the college). Was I not proud to climb up those hagh steps? I was. But am I now? Apprehension about what seniors would be and prejudice against all those really kind people nearly frightened me. Would the hostel be Hogwarts Or just another replica of my school hostel or would it be a place full of stench and "Wicked wardens"? It was too early to say...
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