People,

As I walked down the hall the other day, I received a few strange looks. I’m not sure if they were deserved.

What’s the problem with walking two feet down the dorm halls in a bathrobe, wet hair, and my bathroom supplies? It’s not like I’m naked here, people.

I find it strange that I’m the one getting the looks, and I’ll tell you why.

Some (ladies, as I’ve seen) insist on clumsily dragging their clothes, loofahs, soap, tampax, into the bathroom. Then, after stepping out of the shower (which does, by the way, have excellent water pressure) they continue to awkwardly attempt to change in, what Western calls a convenient, shower stall, stepping over their feet in a wet, soapy puddle, only to discover that their pants are on backwards.

Now, is this convenience?

As I notice the others attempting their daily routine, there I am, all cozy in my nice warm bathrobe, whistling as I open the door, walk two doors down, and change in the somewhat more convenient spacing and lighting of my dorm room.

Yes, yes I know, it’s not like that in your dorm. Well, I haven’t been noticing as many lately, so perhaps they’re getting the idea. At least, all in all, no matter which system you use to change into your daily clothes, it’s better than sharing an entire toilet, shower, and sink system with the guys (no offense).

Peace, love, and happy changing (your clothes that is. Don’t you ever change),

-c