Single Rooms

It has been day 2 since entering my new dorm. I slept pretty rough. I decided to keep the air condition on, even though i swear it wasn't working. There was a large noise coming somewhere from in my room, thinking it was the Ac i turned it off. Unbeknowst to me, it was my small minifridge that was crying all night. When i say it was crying i mean it was screeching like there was no tomorrow. I got so frustrated that out of anger i turned it off. Then 15minutes later i plugged it back in because i forgot that i had things in the freezer. The dump truck wasn't that loud, and it came around the same time i wake up anyway.

Living in Single dorms is much more isolated than if i lived in a place where there were more people who had roommates. Right off the back, it is apparent that those who reguest single rooms, like their privacy, don't want there space to be invaded, and thus aren't the easiest people to have conversations with. We just kind of pass each other buy, if you ever see them. I mainly hear door closing, muffled voices, and such. When i go to the bathroom, i get starteled because i have never seen these faces before, and if they didn't live in this dorm, it wouldn't know

I woke up extremely early and browsed through some blogs. What is wrong with people. I mean out of the 20 blogs i browse through in a sitting, 1 of them is worth actually reading. Most of the blogs i get are business advicating there work. Then you have the foreign ones, which i think may be worth reading if i knew the language. The Depressed teen ones, where my life sucks blah blah blah. I mean you should see the blog first of all.It probably takes a lot of work to design a background, just to rant about how you are so dark and lonely, and the world is an evil place. I wanted to kill myself, because for some reason those blogs don't let you browse to any other blog unless you click on those pop up links. People are disappointing.

I start my job today. I'm not really nervous, but just a little ansty to see what it's going to be like. I've never worked before. Yes, i manage to escape getting a job for the past 19 years and now my reign has ended. I just needed the money though, and not getting a job wasn't an option. I think they make cheese steaks and burgers, and i work from 5 to 9, which i four hours out of my day that i can spare.