It's a beautiful (and I mean beeyouteefull) day outside. Key word here being "outside".
I'm stuck inside my room, thanks to midterms. And normally I wouldn't mind so much. Only my room is a mess. My roommate's side is always a mess, she's a slob. But today my side is messy too. I didn't have time to make my bed because I overslept. And I normally leave my coat and scarf on the corner once I get back. And I keep my folder and textbooks I may need on the side beside my desk so it's within easy reach. And since I have a paper tomorrow, I need to work. So my bed is unmade, I have all of that^ dumped wherever I found place, and it is almost physically causing me pain.
There's gorgeous sunlight streaming in through the window, but I can only see more clearly how dusty the floor is and for the life of me I cannot understand where the dust is from, considering it's been too cold to open the windows.
And then there's noise. I don't know when I became this way or if I was always this way but didn't realise it: I need quiet. The boys in the room beside mine are laughing and talking loudly and it is frustrating. My roommate loves having the TV on even if she's not really watching it. And if she is watching, it's usually utter bullshit like Fashion Police that makes me want to tear my hair out. I can hear people on the street. I'm seven floors up and I can hear people talking and whistling on the street. How?
And doors. I can hear doors banging shut all down the corridor whenever someone enters or leaves and why. can't. people. be. gentle.? My roommate does this all the time and it either startles me so dreadfully that I jump, or it gets on my nerves and irritates me. All I ask of this entire goddamn floor is that you shut the door GENTLY behind you. It IS possible. I do it every single time. So why can't you? Basic goddamn courtesy.
Obviously the beautiful spring day is only limited to the world outside.
I'm stuck inside my room, thanks to midterms. And normally I wouldn't mind so much. Only my room is a mess. My roommate's side is always a mess, she's a slob. But today my side is messy too. I didn't have time to make my bed because I overslept. And I normally leave my coat and scarf on the corner once I get back. And I keep my folder and textbooks I may need on the side beside my desk so it's within easy reach. And since I have a paper tomorrow, I need to work. So my bed is unmade, I have all of that^ dumped wherever I found place, and it is almost physically causing me pain.
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| LOOK HOW MESSY MY BED IS *bursts into tears* |
There's gorgeous sunlight streaming in through the window, but I can only see more clearly how dusty the floor is and for the life of me I cannot understand where the dust is from, considering it's been too cold to open the windows.
And then there's noise. I don't know when I became this way or if I was always this way but didn't realise it: I need quiet. The boys in the room beside mine are laughing and talking loudly and it is frustrating. My roommate loves having the TV on even if she's not really watching it. And if she is watching, it's usually utter bullshit like Fashion Police that makes me want to tear my hair out. I can hear people on the street. I'm seven floors up and I can hear people talking and whistling on the street. How?
And doors. I can hear doors banging shut all down the corridor whenever someone enters or leaves and why. can't. people. be. gentle.? My roommate does this all the time and it either startles me so dreadfully that I jump, or it gets on my nerves and irritates me. All I ask of this entire goddamn floor is that you shut the door GENTLY behind you. It IS possible. I do it every single time. So why can't you? Basic goddamn courtesy.
Obviously the beautiful spring day is only limited to the world outside.
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