I was badly feeling the need to pee yesterday. Pardon me for being so straightforward. But the unsightly condition of the GE rest room made me hold back and just wait for another four hours to get home. It was totally the opposite of the comfort room located near the computer laboratory.
I really think that comfort rooms form a vital part in our lives. It’s part of our daily routine. Thus, it should be kept clean. Also, it should be free from vandalism.
I hope that something could be done to maintain cleanliness of the university’s rest rooms. As students, we could help by being disciplined enough. Let’s all be vigilant about this. This has to be changed. I certainly don’t want to spend the rest of my college life enduring the foul smell from rest rooms.
Nothing compares to the hate and hurt I feel right now. If there’s something worse than unbearably upset, consider me one.
We’ve been on and off for over two years now and I guess there really comes a point when you get tired of patching every single wrinkle and talking things over. For me, that was but one of the pathetic slash martyr things we do for love. Still, we can’t help it. As women, and apparently the more expressive party, we are entitled to find every single hope (no matter how minute it might be) to maintain a happy status though our relationships are nearing an inevitable demise. It’s an all too common unfair story.
Why do we always have to be the ones trying to save what’s left in the relationship? We deserve more respect and understanding, right? Are men really insensitive enough not to notice what we’re going through while they start flirting with every other female they take notice? It’s way too harsh. No one deserves such treatment.
Now, I’ve decided to call an end to a one sided relationship. It might take long, but I know there’ll come a time, I WILL MOVE ON…
After the overwhelming days of vacation, I’m back to the same old morning rituals. That would be getting ready for school. As usual, I felt lazy enough to do anything- to even move. But then, as the first few droplets of water hit me during shower, I realized that I haven’t even written my New Year’s resolution. Not that it’s a requirement. I just feel like having such to somehow change what needs changing. Of course, that includes school habits.
I’ve been helplessly lazy the past year. Lessons at school were the same old hows and whys. Nothing so special. And I felt really bored with everything that’s been going on with my life. It’s horrible.
Now that a new year has taken its toll, I believe it’s the right time to contemplate on things and start a better life. This time, I’ll be tougher and wiser. No more bumming around. Promise:).