Zasha wrote:
I'm in my senior year of college and just went through housing selection. My lottery number stank, so I'm in a freshmen dorm. But hey, I have a single, and it's in the corner (less neighbor noise to worry about).
My room doesn't bother me. Everyone's reaction to it does. Telling me where I should've lived, what I should've done. 1) fat lot of good any of your advice does me now 2) stop giving my that f***ing pity party look like I'm so pathetic for living in underclassmen housing.
I didn't want to live in a f***ing party dorm, ok? I can't take the noise. I did what was (is) best for me. It sucks right now because it just happened, so it's the major topic of conversation. And every single time it goes exactly the same way. I'm so sick of defending myself. It's my room, ok? And if you're going to be this much of a dick, then I'm glad I'm not living anywhere near you.
Every time I have to say where I'm living, they stare, and I can't take the staring. I keep on crying and it's so stupid. I just want them to stop and move on. Latch on to a new subject.
why do they care?
i lived at a private-ish animation school, where everyone were meant to live in rooms w a roomie.
at the time i didnt know aspergers existed, but i knew myself, and i told the teachers that there was NO way i would share a room with anyone. i would simply go insane.
they fixed me, and only me, a single room, without a roomie, and nobody cared. in fact, those who did notice, commended me on my achievement
i hope for you that they relax on their little obsession w what room you live in :S
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