So as a small tid-bit before I FINALLY am able to go to bed, I thought I’d share my night with you all. I got back to my dorm after a long study hour in the library exhausted. It was 10 o’clock and I was ready for bed. Unfortunately, my roomie had guys and girls in our room. There was loud music coming from there and the lights were flashing. It also smelled heavily of boy. If you know me at all…none of this is a good mix for me; especially late at night. So I walked back over to the library to talk to Calvin (who was working) thinking I’d come back at 11 because that was curfew and quiet hour starting. So I did….but then ended up back at the library because the smell of cologne was soooo strong! I would never be able to sleep…I was very uncomfortable. So here I am…coming it at 11:45pm. In the next room I hear the start of a movie as I look around my room. They had invaded my space as well. My stool and desk chair had been moved, my music plunked down where I hadn’t put it, and my very special letter from Martha had a near miss with the garbage can…I’m surprised I even saw it lying in the crack between my garbage can and desk. This situation makes me very uncomfortable…and now I sit here, very tired…wishing for a place I can call home. Dorm life, is not home.
I’m sorry you are having to deal with that. Have you talked to your roommate about your feelings?
What’s been on your heart lately Friend?