College dormitory life dramatic, like in "the hood"

I grew up in an area of Los Angeles known as "the hood." I discovered that living in the dorms is no different. 

Life in the dorms will expose you to all types of drama. Imagine how surprised I was to find out the local drug dealer lived in my building!  Just like in "the hood, "you'll find a basehead wandering around from time to time. 

One morning I was awakened to the barking of a police dog trying to track the scent of a rapist in my building! 

As winter turns to spring, we have frequent drive-bys. If you're ever caught walking alone, you may be drenched by car loads of people with super soakers. 

But on a more serious note, I do regret living in the dorms for two years. The dining hall food tastes nothing like your mom's cooking. As a memoir of the dining hall, I have a month-old oatmeal cookie that I bit into it and began choking on wood chips! 

We pay about $600 a month, which is way too much. In my room, I can't take seven paces without running into a wall. If the dorms are supposed to be my place of residence, why can't all of my clothes fit into my closet? I'm sure all my fellow female  shoppers agree with me. 

Why pay $600 and share everything when you can move down the street for nearly half the price? You can have your own bedroom and cook your own food. You won't have to worry about hiding your man from the girl next door who likes leftovers. And you can walk around naked and not worry that your picture will show up on the Internet. 

Hey people in housing, look on the bright side, some rising porn stars started their careers in the dorms at Cal State Long Beach. 

Tamala Crawford is a junior, public relations junior at CSULB.