Being hostel ridden is depriving me of many things. I spend less time at home. Less time with the family. Lesser time with friends and with the comfy bed which I find less and less comfort in. this is increasingly frustrating each weekend I come home. Why? Because everyone's so keen on having a fraction of my time back home and it's driving me nuts. It's not like I don't WANT to. I'm merely human with 24 hours a day and can only be at one place at once, okay so shoot me alright.
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