Man, last night was the worst night's sleep I've had since I got to campus. I got back to my room around 3:00AM. Nien had turned off the A/C and the air purifier, and taken the batteries out of my wall clock. No hum of computer fans or anything; it was dead silent. I could NOT sleep. I like a certain bit of ambient noise when I'm trying to sleep; it's like a monotonous droning lullaby to me. White noise is soothing to my brain. So yea, I had a hell of a time trying to catch some z's last night.
I was tired as hell today in all of my classes. I fell asleep in all three of my afternoon classes. I was so mad at myself for falling asleep in statics- that class always holds my interest. Uggghhh... I felt so guilty about it.
I don't know if I was just grumpy due to lack sleep or what, but I woke up quite pissed at Nien this morning. I didn't even want to talk to him or see his face. I've been in my dorm for like a total of less than an hour all of today. I know I can't keep this up, but arrgg... I just don't wanna deal with this right now. I know I can't talk to him without saying something I'll regret later. I don't even know if he's mad at me also, or if he's noticed that I'm avoiding him. Man, aggghhh, I don't even wanna think about this, but it keeps pressing on my mind... I need a chance to cool down.
*But yea, while I'm on the subject of things that piss me off... he also doesn't let me run my air freshener. I had the same scent (Glade Hawaiian Breeze) cranking in my room back in Plano 24-7, so whenever I smell it, it reminds me of home. But yea, Nien read something that apparently had "air freshener" and "cancer" in the same sentence, and he's been paranoid about anything nice-smelling ever since. GEEZ! I mean, I'm sure if air fresheners were that dangerous, they'd have Surgeon General's warnings on 'em or something.
And he also has problems not scattering his shoes/sandals across the floor. He's a little bit better off about it now than before, but it still bothers me sometimes. We have a carpet in our room, and in true Oriental style, we have a no-shoes-on-the-carpet policy (not strongly enforced) which causes a bunch of shoes to accumulate near the door. Man, I even had my parents bring down a shoe rack just to house his many many pairs, to reclaim some space in the closet and around the door. It's only working 75% as well as I'd hoped.
Oh, and one of the first things that ticked me off... Nien claimed all the good real estate in the room. He moved in the day before me and got the better desk location and the bottom bunk. I mean, I guess I couldn't help the desk thing, but we'd talked before we came down, and I coulda sworn we'd agreed that I was getting the bottom bunk. Yea... climbing up to the top (without a ladder) is a pain in the butt, especially in the pitch black. =/ Oh well, what can I do, right?
I was tired as hell today in all of my classes. I fell asleep in all three of my afternoon classes. I was so mad at myself for falling asleep in statics- that class always holds my interest. Uggghhh... I felt so guilty about it.
I don't know if I was just grumpy due to lack sleep or what, but I woke up quite pissed at Nien this morning. I didn't even want to talk to him or see his face. I've been in my dorm for like a total of less than an hour all of today. I know I can't keep this up, but arrgg... I just don't wanna deal with this right now. I know I can't talk to him without saying something I'll regret later. I don't even know if he's mad at me also, or if he's noticed that I'm avoiding him. Man, aggghhh, I don't even wanna think about this, but it keeps pressing on my mind... I need a chance to cool down.
*But yea, while I'm on the subject of things that piss me off... he also doesn't let me run my air freshener. I had the same scent (Glade Hawaiian Breeze) cranking in my room back in Plano 24-7, so whenever I smell it, it reminds me of home. But yea, Nien read something that apparently had "air freshener" and "cancer" in the same sentence, and he's been paranoid about anything nice-smelling ever since. GEEZ! I mean, I'm sure if air fresheners were that dangerous, they'd have Surgeon General's warnings on 'em or something.
And he also has problems not scattering his shoes/sandals across the floor. He's a little bit better off about it now than before, but it still bothers me sometimes. We have a carpet in our room, and in true Oriental style, we have a no-shoes-on-the-carpet policy (not strongly enforced) which causes a bunch of shoes to accumulate near the door. Man, I even had my parents bring down a shoe rack just to house his many many pairs, to reclaim some space in the closet and around the door. It's only working 75% as well as I'd hoped.
Oh, and one of the first things that ticked me off... Nien claimed all the good real estate in the room. He moved in the day before me and got the better desk location and the bottom bunk. I mean, I guess I couldn't help the desk thing, but we'd talked before we came down, and I coulda sworn we'd agreed that I was getting the bottom bunk. Yea... climbing up to the top (without a ladder) is a pain in the butt, especially in the pitch black. =/ Oh well, what can I do, right?
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