It's been two months since my arrival at Walt Disney World and I feel comfortable at home. But I feel pretty lonley. Sure, I made a few friends but we never see each other. Although we see each other occasionally and manage to make plans, those plans just don't seem to follow through. I think lately things have slowed down for me. Days go by quick but nothing really gets accomplished besides the occasional bit of housework. I love living on the second floor of my appartment. After a day of work it almost seems rewarding to climb up the stairs to my front door almost completely exhausted and ready to collapse by the time I reach my bed. Recently I bought a T.V. because the one we were sharing in the living room suddenly vanished. I took it as a sign that we as a house would not be sharing anymore. Things got confusing. Were we buying food only to share with everyone or just for ourselves. Who decided to buy garbage bags? Who keeps grabbing toilet paper from my personall stock?
I find myself thinking about how displeased I am with my roommate. He sometimes keeps me up at night clicking away at his computer and texting to half of New Jersey where he happens to be from (Not even thinking of turning down the volume on his allert). His alarm wakes me up in the morning while he remains sleeping blissfully. He leaves notes rather than telling someone about his problems to their face. Some of those notes are definitely targetted at me. But there doesn't seem to be anyone in the house he has a problem with exept me. Dozens of Highschool Musical posters and photos litter his side of the wall while mine are blank as the house regulations say they should be. Sure I'm probably not the best roommate in the world either, but I've always considered myself to be a friendly person. And this 'living on my own' thing is new to me.
I find myself thinking about how displeased I am with my roommate. He sometimes keeps me up at night clicking away at his computer and texting to half of New Jersey where he happens to be from (Not even thinking of turning down the volume on his allert). His alarm wakes me up in the morning while he remains sleeping blissfully. He leaves notes rather than telling someone about his problems to their face. Some of those notes are definitely targetted at me. But there doesn't seem to be anyone in the house he has a problem with exept me. Dozens of Highschool Musical posters and photos litter his side of the wall while mine are blank as the house regulations say they should be. Sure I'm probably not the best roommate in the world either, but I've always considered myself to be a friendly person. And this 'living on my own' thing is new to me.
1 comment:
good blog. i was down there on the program may 2007 to may 2008, and now my brother is down there getting ready to make the big switch to entertaimnet. Sounds like your having the same issues that alot of CP'ers are having. I had a roomate(who was from the same state bout 45 mins from where grew up) accused me of being racist because i wouldnt take her to a bad part of town to get her hair braded. She got over her self and left the program shortly after that. Just keep your head in the experience. And as far as never seeing anyone. i went almost a month without seeing one of my roomies. Yes i heard her (coming home drunk), Its totally normal. have fun. Live it up.
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