Dorm life.

Generally, living in a dormitory inside the Ateneo is okay. I can wake up 5 minutes before class and still make it before the second bell rings. I can run back to my room when I forget to bring something vital. I can walk around the Ateneo campus at night where everything looks delightful and is with utter beauty. 

But even though the water pressure and heater here are way way way way way better than the one at home, the proximity to the school is convenient and the liberty I have is somewhat enjoyable, home still beats dorm life. 

Whenever I'm lying on my bed, I always feel so boxed..like there is no other dimension but this bed and I, and that I could not go beyond it. I feel constricted whenever I stay here. This is why I grew a fondness for long walks. I usually walk around Katipunan and the streets adjacent to it. Sometimes, for reasonable errands and sometimes, just to escape the boxed-up feeling. 

I also have the tendency to feel alone here. Although I've a select friends at the dorm, I really couldn't connect to them like the friends I've from back home. So, for the first time ever, my four-hour free Sun to Sun calls was consumed in just one night. Yeah, I wasn't much of a talker before. But now, I'd randomly call Leana and we share our sentiments about old friends and new experiences. 

Oh well. So much for that.