The weekend

May 15, 2005 20:26

And I'm back. Since I'm suuuure you missed me, allow me to fill you in on the juicy details of my weekend ( Read more... )

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yuna_arashi May 17 2005, 19:37:48 UTC
I DO NOT HATE MY DORMMATES IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM. I DO NOT EVEN DISLIKE THEM. I WOULD GLADLY GO AS FAR AS TO SAY THAT I GENUINELY LIKE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEM.
Now that I've clarified that...
I would like to point your attention to my most recent post, in which I describe how I only put my complaints in this blog. I wrote this particular post when I was at my most irritated.
Let me address the "tone" issue first: as I said, I was highly irritated. However, I was not attempting to take anyone in hand for drinking. Hell, I've been to TJ with these people! No, I don't drink excessively, but I don't mind if people enjoy their drinks (unless of course they are potentially causing themselves or others harm. Then that's another story).
Let's see... oh yes. The sleeping issue. I understand completely why it can get noisy out in the common room. Laughter, jokes, an all-around good time - they all tend to get loud. My only thing is that there are other places available to sit and have a good time when it is past quiet hours. (Does your school have quiet hours?) My dorm building had a nice kitchen/lounge area downstairs that is away enough from our rooms so as not to disturb any sleepers, but directly downstairs so as not to inconvenience any people distance-wise. If this area were utilized, I and the others trying to sleep could sleep and the owls could chat and we'd all be fine and dandy.
Now... Oh yes, the bad-mouthing. If you'll re-read, I did not insult any of them, I insulted their behavior. And I don't know about you, but most people don't like having doors slammed in their faces, no matter what the consequence. Had I been given a legitimate excuse as in Pirate's post, I wouldn't have felt so rejected.
The only reason I didn't want to be in there was because they didn't want me in there. I would have enjoyed being in there, hanging out with them and watching The Simpsons or just chatting. Screw the entire fact that there were drinks involved. It would have been even more fun being in there sober while they were drunk. The point is that I would have liked being in there, but I wasn't and I didn't know why.
Hmm... "the way I treat them": I ask them if they'd like to come to dinner. I wish them a good night when I go to bed. I ask after them if they seem ill, how their midterms went, etc. I'm sorry if that seems "motherly"; I call it politeness. But that's just me. If people don't like motherly attitudes, I'll happily be inconsiderate or unattentive. It'd probably require less work.
God. It's a good thing I don't complain about the mess in here too. Lord knows what you'd think of that.
Now, let me remind you again. I WAS IRRITATED. DO YOU SOUND LIKE A SONGBIRD WHEN YOU'RE IRRITATED? I REFUSE TO BE CHEERFUL AND FRIENDLY WHEN SOMETHING'S BUGGING ME.
Finally - who are you?

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