Im Hofstra. I am the best school on long island by far.
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Once you go to Hofstra you're stuck
there it's like a 4 year jail
sentence. Thank god I'm gone from
there but I can't even find a job in my
major. What a waste.
Oh Hofstra....I love how organized you
are over at Memorial! I just can't get
enough of your vibrant tulips either.
What you lack in a prevalent education,
you make up for with aesthetic
surroundings, (genius). I enjoy
watching the rabid squirrels frolic and
leap around the ever wild you call a
campus....hats off to the post high
school that I decided to attend based
on all the beautiful girls around
campus that I saw when I
visited....what a fool am I to think
they might actually have brains....or
manors....
I came to Hofstra because I didn't get
into NYU. Within the first couple
months, I'd had something put in my
drink by a fratboy. Fun. That was the
only Hofstra party I ever went to. I
spent most of my two years at Hofstra
either holed up in my dorm room, holed
up in the Font/Nonsense office (when it
was one. it's not one anymore, is it?),
or off Long Island entirely. Sometimes
I went to class. The scariest thing
about Hofstra can be put into words by
an observation someone in the
Font/Nonsense office once made, after
we all decided not to leave the Student
Center during a fire drill. It was
something to the effect of "If the
building really is on fire, and we all
die up here, there goes the entire
intelligent population of Hofstra."
like New College in the real world...
come. Congratulations class of 2004,
I'll see you there!! :-)
University Studies" without them I wouldent have
graduated..Peace
where professors schedule office hours
at Starbucks.
there it's like a 4 year jail
sentence. Thank god I'm gone from
there but I can't even find a job in my
major. What a waste.
HOFSTRA SHAFT
(Number determined by a lengthy study
which I clearly made up)
are over at Memorial! I just can't get
enough of your vibrant tulips either.
What you lack in a prevalent education,
you make up for with aesthetic
surroundings, (genius). I enjoy
watching the rabid squirrels frolic and
leap around the ever wild you call a
campus....hats off to the post high
school that I decided to attend based
on all the beautiful girls around
campus that I saw when I
visited....what a fool am I to think
they might actually have brains....or
manors....
into NYU. Within the first couple
months, I'd had something put in my
drink by a fratboy. Fun. That was the
only Hofstra party I ever went to. I
spent most of my two years at Hofstra
either holed up in my dorm room, holed
up in the Font/Nonsense office (when it
was one. it's not one anymore, is it?),
or off Long Island entirely. Sometimes
I went to class. The scariest thing
about Hofstra can be put into words by
an observation someone in the
Font/Nonsense office once made, after
we all decided not to leave the Student
Center during a fire drill. It was
something to the effect of "If the
building really is on fire, and we all
die up here, there goes the entire
intelligent population of Hofstra."
Being pretentious is fun.