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I am here.
In my friend's dorm.
Waiting for my other friend to pick me up.
This got me thinking about dorms.
And dorm mates or roommates.
This is a hard subject.
You are living with a complete stranger.
At least for the first few weeks.
It's worse than marriage.
I don't see how dorms fit into the scheme of college.
You can meeet people without having to live with them.
Sharing a room with a complete stranger can be hurtful.
Like, this one girl I met.
One of her roommates is racist.
She's Korean and her other roommate is black.
It makes for uncomfortable situations.
Situations that are not necessary in life.
I mean, why is it necessary to experinece discomfort?
Dorms are not always bad news.
You CAN meet amazing people.
You CAN become besties with your roommate.
But it doesn't happen so much as people like to think.
Most of the time it is friendliness bordering on tolerance.
I am not a strong person.
I could never live in a dorm.
I would seriously want to kill my roommate after a few weeks.
I need space.
For myself.
My ideas.
My thoughts.
I guess I am being a little picky.
Spoiled even.
But it's just because of my temperament I need to be people free at times.
I am social and whatever but I need time by myself.
To recollect.
Think.
Meditate.
Laugh.
Yes, I did just admit I laugh by myself.
I guess that's not normal.
Whatever.
Dorms are hard.