So much has happened in the last week... a very big down and a very big up. After my last post, I began to feel the effects of my roommates's drinking. I would go to bed every night really angry and frustrated because 1) I couldn't get to sleep and 2) I was being bothered by their loud drunken-ness even after I asked them to move to a different room. I would wake up and just feel really emotional.. every step I took, I made such a huge effort not to cry.
I just never felt safe sleeping there. In the four days I spent in my old dorm, we had three overnight visitors, all male. I mean, they didn't do anything, but I don't know these people! Who knows if they'll steal my stuff or try to rape me or god knows what? Especially if they're going to be drunk.
Consequently, I moved. I'm now on a SAFE floor, a spot I was really lucky to get because the program was pretty full. SAFE floors are ones where no alcohol or drugs are allowed. And it's been like going from the dark to light. Haha, now I sound really melodramatic, or like one of those cult people. Anyway, the people here on this floor are pretty social, fun, and definitely friendly. I think I've already made several friends. I spent last night up til 3 talking with these two boys about their relationships (you know me!). That was highly interesting and it also made me think how iffy boys are.. their motivations and whatnot.
So.. simply put: Didn't like old roommates' habits, cried, moved, smiled and laughed.
I'm sure there was more I was going to write, but I'm off to shower because the humidity here is outrageous!