Disrespectful Roommate Causes Sleepless Nights

Weekends here at my school are hard because my university is located in the middle of minuscule town and by that I mean the only thing "fun" to do here is walk down to the dollar general.

Every weekend my roommate says she is going to go home, and I rejoice in that because that is the only time I can sleep with all of the lights off and the A/C on. You see my roommate apparently is afraid of the dark and likes the temperature set to 75 degrees, but you see she has not left but only once. I'M EXHAUSTED. I have not had a good nights sleep since summer ended. I am not doing so well in some of my classes, and I am getting sick.

This weekend she was supposed to go home for a wedding. She told me she was going to get up at five this morning and leave at six, well that did not happen. Instead, she hits snooze five times before finally turning off her damn alarm and going back to sleep and waking up at two in the afternoon. I am the type of person that if something goes "bump in the night" I'll wake up and won't go back to sleep.

My roommate will stay up late too and talk on Skype for hours. Sometimes she'll even start the damn video chatting after I fall asleep. I mean come on how self-centered is she?

She is not the only one that ruins my sleep, just the other night one of her friends comes banging on the door and it was not an emergency either this girl just wanted to talk!!! I was asleep!!!

Words of wisdom to you all that struggle with the same situation:

1. Ask them politely to take the Skype/phone call into the Hall
            -I tried this, and I hope it works for someone because it did not work for me.
2. Confront them and set boundaries
            -Also didn't work  for me
3. If  first two didn't work, find  a new roommate
            -I will be doing this.

Stress, Missed Quiz and a Rude Professor

So at my University you are required to take Old and New Testament courses. Last semester I took Old Testament and I did not do so well in it, and the professor in that class had some weird beliefs, But  I still passed.

Anyway, this year I am taking New Testament. So I am into my second week of classes and NT is only two day a week. On Tuesday morning after class ended, I walked up to my Professor and told him that I would not be in class Thursday morning. I had some family issues that need to be dealt with and that I was not at liberty to talk about what was going on when he asked what I needed to skip class. I told him I could come on Wednesday or Friday between 12-2, and he told me to come in on Friday at 12.

So I went to his office at 12 and told him I was there to take the quiz that I missed yesterday. He looked at me angerly and asked why I was not in class. I told him that I came up to him Tuesday after class and said I had family issues that needed to be resolved, and he replied with I vaguely remember that and proceeded to tell me that it was my responsibility to take the test and quizzes when they are scheduled. I said that I understood but that we had mutually agreed that it was okay for me to skip class on Thursday and take the quiz at 12 on Friday.
He then asked is I could come back at two which I told him that I had a class at that time then he asked if I could come back at one which I said I could.

It just makes me mad that he was so rude about it when we mutually agreed to a day and time.

INNOCENCE IS PRICELESS

One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex standing in the foyer of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names and small American flags mounted on either side of it.   The six-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the little boy, and said quietly, 'Good morning Alex.'  'Good morning Pastor,' he replied, still focused on the plaque. 'Pastor, what is this?' The pastor said, 'Well son, it's a memorial to all the young men and women who died in the service.' Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque.    Finally, little Alex's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear asked, 'Which service, the 8:30 or the 10:45?' 

Voices

Lost and alone
Nobody is home.
In a corner you hide
From everybody outside.
You do things you're not supposed too
But the voices have this alluring coo.
What have you done?
It's time to run.
You leave with no goodbyes
Just to run and hide.
But you can't get away
Because the voices are at bay.

Lying Love

You look at me with loving eyes
all the while speaking lies
with one hand you hold my heart
the other holds a deadly dart
to pierce the love, I thought I knew
but in the end the lie was you

Have you ever felt alone?

       I have, and it does not feel great. I hate it at times, but I like sometimes, but not all. When I was in Highschool, I always felt all alone at church. Even though my three closest friends were right next to me, I still felt alone, and I do not know why.  One time when I had left the first service I pulled out my MP3 Player and started listening to music on my way to the Block. As I was walking, I saw this teenager walking to the block too. I just walked passed him while singing "Remembering Sunday" By All Time Low. As I got closer to the doors, I felt someone flick my hair.    
       When I turned around to see who it was, it was the boy I had passed. It was Cody, a good friend of mine that I had not seen or talked to in weeks. When we reached the block I was smiling but when we walked through the doors everything changed. I felt different. Laura was running late, but that was normal. As I sat across from Cody, Jared, and their girlfriends, I felt left out for some reason. I felt like I did not belong. Before we walked into the auditorium, I was attacked from behind by Laura. When I turned to give her a hug, I saw she brought a friend.  Sitting in the auditorium listening to Matt preach or trying to hear, there was a lot on my mind. What was bothering me was that I feel like I was reliving my past. My past consisted of friends leaving, lying, and a lot more. I hated my past. Well, to make a long story short I just felt alone, and I do not want to be in my past ever again.

College Starts Back in Two Weeks!

Well, my second year of college starts back in two weeks and am I excited about it? Yes and NO.

       No, because My roommate is driving me up a wall! At the beginning of summer, she texted me asking me to lie for her. Back in December she got the Harry Potter Books for Christmas from her friends in Canada (Whom her parents do not know about), and she bought the first four or five movies. I do not like Harry Potter! So when her parents found out about the Harry Potter stuff, she flat out told them that I gave them to her and then had the nerve to ask me to lie to her parents if they asked me. I was so mad that I tweeted "I do not like Harry Potter. Never have and never will. Sorry if this offends you, but it is my opinion." A couple of days after that she texted me saying she told her parents the truth.
       She just doesn't have respect for those around her. She stays up until the crack of dawn on her computer skyping her Canadian friends while I am trying to sleep. (I love Canadians do not get me wrong.) She leaves the T.V. on all night and talks on the phone while I am in the middle of writing papers. I do go to the library sometimes, but because I was homeschooled it is just easier for me to study in my room than in a library or a coffee shop.
        The school that I go to is a Christian school, and because it is they do not think it is enough to go to church on Sundays, so they decided to make the whole student body go to Chaple three times a week and they only give you eight skips a semester. If you miss more than eight times, you get suspended and get put on a "Chapel probation." I am not excited about that.
        I'll miss my best friend who I only got to see for two weeks before he left for a three-month mission trip. He did promise that we would have lunch when he gets back, so I am excited for that.
       I am also not excited because I do not have a car.
     
        Yes, because I am out of the house and in my space and my schedule. I do not have to take my sisters to their different outings and run to the store for mom. I do not have to tell my parents where I am going and what time I'll be back even though I am Twenty. My mom is not in my face shoving Christianity down my throat 24/7. I mean Christianity is not a bad thing, but I think I get enough of it from church and the CHRISTIAN school that I already go to.
            Where my school is located, is about an hour from my hometown, I am far enough away from home yet close enough to go home on the weekends if I please.
            I am excited to go back because of the friends I made there; that do not live in Kentucky. I cannot wait to hear about their summer and where they have been. Moreover, I cannot wait to share about mine.
             All in all, I am excited and not excited to go back to school like most college students. I am thinking about doing school online while working. Why? I like to work and earn money to pay off the ridiculous amounts of loans I have to pay back because a job on campus does not pay enough when you can only work two or three days a week while doing school.