Monday, January 18, 2010
I knew it was too good to be true! At the end of fall semester I moved out of my dorm thinking I would never have to set foot in there again except to visit my former roommate. Well I didn't count on still not having a job by the time spring semester started. So here I am getting ready to move back in to the dorm today. And I just got settled in my house! I was having so much fun!
FYI our dorm is not like the enormous, carpeted, brightly-lit, large rooms you see on TV that are supposed to be dorms. No, ours is just big enough for two people, it's got boring white industrial brick walls, the kind of ceiling you can stick pencils into like darts (and yes it's full of holes), half the cabinets don't close, the cabinets are covered with wood-patterned contact paper that is peeling off really bad, the laminated countertops are all cigarette stained and peeling, and there are nowhere near enough plug-ins. The walls are paper thin, you can hear EVERYBODY'S alarms going off, and people are too lazy to go outside and smoke. I watched one guy go in to the study room and light up and he looked around him like: "no one will suspect a thing!" ....And these people are in college?
My dorm is right across the street from the hospital so there are literally always sirens going off. And the athletic field is on the other side of the dorm and guess what? It's a designated landing pad for helicopters that are too big to land on the hospital roof. I kid you not. I watched them land there three or four times last semester.
Compare all that to a wonderfully quiet house and, well...I DON'T WANT TO GO! WAAA! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!
...I'll take some cheese with my whine, please. If you all will excuse me, I'm going to keep sulking.
But here's the positive side: I still have a dorm which means I can still go to school. And my roommate is awesome. Plus, this is my last semester.