I was talking to a classmate of mine that lives in the dorms. She goes home to Kalba (an hour or so drive from uni) for the weekends and for holidays. I was happy when the last time I talked to her (Thursday afternoon) she told me she was at home for the break. I was thinking about how empty the uni must feel with everyone gone off back home for the holiday; that was until it dawned on me that the ones who come from outside the country must still be there in the dorms. I felt bad for them, it must be pretty lonely seeing everyone go off to their families and them being the only ones left behind in the dorms. I met a couple before. They were in my Arabic class last semester. If I knew them better I’d go visit them during the break (I don’t even know which dorm building or room they are in – heck! I don’t even remember their names =X).
I had written a long rant about my family but in the end I didn’t feel better. I actually felt worse. It will suffice to say I really hate them…People say when you feel that you really hate something try to think of the positive things you can derive from the person/thing you hate. I can’t think of a positive thing these dogs are capable of and it’s pretty pathetic that I feel this most during the holy holidays.