inanity
I was going to update today with some pictures...
But I forgot that my camera's in my other bag. Silly goose that I am.
I'm settling in my new place quite nicely. I wish I can say the same for others who will be misplaced come next school year.
I suppose this is the part where I'm supposed to say I'm sympathetic and all that, but I can't. I'm just too practical. So if any of those who are getting kicked out are reading this, I just wanted to say that it's not that bad. They can gripe all they want, but this is the lot that was given to us for next school year. Beggars can't be choosers and if they're among those kicked out, I hope they'll start thinking about where to live soon enough. Which isn't too hard considering there are always people looking for others to split the rent w/. I guess the only concerns are: "Are these people psycho?" and "But I wanna live with (insert friend's name here). And get pregnant."
I moved twice this schoolyear. Their experiences will be different from mine, but I just want them to take this away from my experience: it's not that big of a problem. If someone's gone through it and was fine at the end, then I'm pretty sure they'll be ok too. I found my new place through effin' Craigslist and I got lucky (or God really does look out for me) that my roommates are very decent people; courteous and respectful, which I reciprocate as well. This is not something to get worked up about. I guess I was just getting annoyed with the complaints that I heard from people throughout the day. If they're going to bitch about it, I guess they just have to make sure I'm not within earshot.
Seriously? I was laughing. I laughed because there are just some things that I just have to laugh about and this was one of them. Yeah... bitch indeed. My icon explains how I'm going to feel about this after I'm done with this entry.
Also, someone w/in my hearing range was complaining about "failing" lab. What the hell? "Oh please, don't say you're failing," I countered. "Failing is at 1/2 or less. Eleven points out of fifteen is not failing, just shut up." I really said that to the guy. I think I was in a bit of a mood, but he didn't say anything. Perhaps it was because he was too shocked that someone called him out on that inane statement or because he was mad. Either way, I don't care. I don't like hearing pointless comments like that. I'm trying to rid of that bad habit of making pointless comments. It's part of my transformation this semester and so far, so good.
I miss the hammock I used to sleep in during my girlhood years. Hammocks make me feel safe. Having those diamond marks on my skin after I wake up from my tropical snooze was worth it. Cushioning hammocks is a luxury that I will never understand.
I just want my hammock and my trees again. This place does not provide it. Someday...
But I forgot that my camera's in my other bag. Silly goose that I am.
I'm settling in my new place quite nicely. I wish I can say the same for others who will be misplaced come next school year.
I suppose this is the part where I'm supposed to say I'm sympathetic and all that, but I can't. I'm just too practical. So if any of those who are getting kicked out are reading this, I just wanted to say that it's not that bad. They can gripe all they want, but this is the lot that was given to us for next school year. Beggars can't be choosers and if they're among those kicked out, I hope they'll start thinking about where to live soon enough. Which isn't too hard considering there are always people looking for others to split the rent w/. I guess the only concerns are: "Are these people psycho?" and "But I wanna live with (insert friend's name here). And get pregnant."
I moved twice this schoolyear. Their experiences will be different from mine, but I just want them to take this away from my experience: it's not that big of a problem. If someone's gone through it and was fine at the end, then I'm pretty sure they'll be ok too. I found my new place through effin' Craigslist and I got lucky (or God really does look out for me) that my roommates are very decent people; courteous and respectful, which I reciprocate as well. This is not something to get worked up about. I guess I was just getting annoyed with the complaints that I heard from people throughout the day. If they're going to bitch about it, I guess they just have to make sure I'm not within earshot.
Seriously? I was laughing. I laughed because there are just some things that I just have to laugh about and this was one of them. Yeah... bitch indeed. My icon explains how I'm going to feel about this after I'm done with this entry.
Also, someone w/in my hearing range was complaining about "failing" lab. What the hell? "Oh please, don't say you're failing," I countered. "Failing is at 1/2 or less. Eleven points out of fifteen is not failing, just shut up." I really said that to the guy. I think I was in a bit of a mood, but he didn't say anything. Perhaps it was because he was too shocked that someone called him out on that inane statement or because he was mad. Either way, I don't care. I don't like hearing pointless comments like that. I'm trying to rid of that bad habit of making pointless comments. It's part of my transformation this semester and so far, so good.
I miss the hammock I used to sleep in during my girlhood years. Hammocks make me feel safe. Having those diamond marks on my skin after I wake up from my tropical snooze was worth it. Cushioning hammocks is a luxury that I will never understand.
I just want my hammock and my trees again. This place does not provide it. Someday...