When you expect just one concrete thing in the height of the night and you end up having leaves fall off in your face...

Being in a dorm makes me realize how even more sad it is to have yourself locked up in a room with strangers than to just be alone by yourself. I never liked the habit of my new roommate and for crying out loud she snores like a fat man with a huge belly. Doesn't appeal to me how a prim and proper HRM student could sound like a disgusting man asleep.

So today instead of studying for tomorrow's quiz inside the dorm room, I headed to starbucks. It has been awhile since I last took a sip from their selection. To be honest, I never really liked their coffee. Their coffee tastes so bland and to strong. They're probably alright for heavy smokers but I'm not buying it, I still have my taste buds intact. I prefer their fruit juices as they're really good. MY favorite is their apple berry juice freeze which I doubt they still write on their menu. But if you ask for it, you will be granted.

So I walked to my school after drinking a cup of coffee. UST has the most beautiful night aesthetic during christmas. The lights are all pretty and the trees add up to the cool breeze and for some reason I do not know of, students seem to be a lot less noisy during the night when everything is just too beautiful for words. I'm not complaining.

I sat in a small corner and watched people pass by. I hoped for the old familiar faces to show but there was none. The night breeze just became a little colder than it was.

So I headed back to the dorm and my two roommates were already in their jammies. I told the snoring one to stop putting her phone on vibrate as it wakes everyone up at midnight.

I am sitting here in my portion of the bunk, typing on my laptop while it's dark. I can't sleep with strangers. I just can't function myself to do so. The aircon has been turned on since december 1 and they would not turn it off, so then aside from a shivering body every single night, my allergies just became all too unforgivable. Would they understand me if I tell them that we are going to pay a lot of money for the stupid aircon? Bet they won't 'cause they're kids. And being the mature one, I succummed to their immature heeds. I am not depriving them of aircon. I'm just depriving them of their privileged to sleep without someone much of a lunatic in the same room with them. And the lunatic has a lot of (rational) demands.

Good night.

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