the cradle

dorm sweet dorm- i will never forget that little message located above the television when you enter our school's residence hall. i am happy that i am not a dormer anymore. no more curfews that deprive me of having fun after a long tiring day. no more annoying sermons from the dorm managers. no more waiting at the bathroom when there's many people in line before you. no more loud- mouthed neighbors to disturb you when you have an impossibly long exam the day after. but together with leaving the dorm is the fact that there is no more roommates. no more fun nights. no more review sessions with your dormer classmates. no more eating meals with the girls you had your first night with away from home.

it has been three weeks and now i find myself missing the warm, welcoming place. i miss the nights when we have nothing to do but bum around and watch a scary movie with all the lights off and all of us in one bed eating unhealthy junk foods. i miss rainy days when classes are suspended and we just have to sleep til we cannot anymore and just wake up, order fastfood and just laugh, talk or bully each other. i miss shush-ing that neighboring room when we can almost write their biography because they talk really loud.

i admit that i really hate staying at the dorm because you have to comply with zillion rules and policies but what am i doing now? i am missing those silly things. i am missing our cradle (that was kinda dramatic but believe it or not we call our dorm 'the cradle') but whatever, what they say is true... you only realize one's worth when it's gone.