Confessions of A Working Girl

There’s something about traveling back and forth. The leaving of one place is odd, the middle (the actual traveling) is odd, but once you reach your destination, it takes very little time for you to become comfortable in your new surroundings. After that long drive, and a night at a hotel, I am now back at school.

I got to meet my roommate–her name (in this journal anyway) is “Vivien”. She seems nice, and so far (all of one day. ;P ) we seem to get along. This might just work better than with any of my roommates last year. I hope so, especially since it already seems that the suite will be the same. That is, me (and possibly Vivien) hiding in our room because the suitemates are loud and rambunctious and bring in more of the same type of people. Sheesh.

The way people act sometimes, its as if they have no respect for others. Either that, or they (Like my brother Jin) have a hugely inflated deal of self importance, and that’s why they never consider that other people may be affected by their actions. Maybe it’s just the age (teenagers). Or possibly, I’m reading too much into it. After all, it is our first night…maybe they’ll be quieter once they’re used to living in the dorm.