Dusty Dorm

Being sick and going to school don’t mix its so hard to concentrate when your head is pounding. This past week was pretty rough at first it started as a runny nose and progressed to a sore throat and a splitting headache. Doing my homework became even more of a chore that it already was the minutes dragged on as I tried to complete all my work. I didn’t know what was wrong with me till I looked up my symtoms online it seemed that I had the flu.I thought to myslef im not that sick I might just have a cold or something like that come to find out that it was neither of those things. Turns out theres a lot of dust in our dorm rooms and that an excess of dust can have an adverse affect on your health. So with this new information I went online to find out how I could get rid of all the dust with items that I already had in the dorm room. It seems that the most effective way to get rid of dust in a small room is to first clean the room of any loose dust or dirt then fill a spray bottle up with warm water and randomly spray in the air around the room. I tried this solution and it seems to have worked my throat still feels a bit harsh but other that that I am feeling much better. I would think that these things are handled by the school but It seems not, only at spsu.

First Post

                Well this is my first post I am pretty new to the blogging thing but it is a requirement of my class so I guess I have to do it. The southern polytech campus is so boring and devoid of life it’s like there’s nothing better to do than sit in your dorm and wait for your next class to start. Unless you’re into the whole club thing, which I am not then maybe you might find something to do. Move in day was pretty interesting I noticed that there were no girls moving into my dorm which made me uncomfortable. They say the first night of college is often the wildest but my night consisted of playing call of duty, walking to Wal-Mart, and searching desperately to find some females. The next day was not much better there was nothing to do all day, no one came to the so called social gatherings, and I finally find out that all the girls are holed up on the top floor of Howell hall afraid to venture out it seems they fear the possibility of being eaten alive by the guys who patiently waited like hungry sharks that just smelled blood in the water. It may not be the most fun campus but the professors seem to know what they’re doing from what I’ve seen so far so I guess I pass off a load of fun for a good education which is fine to me because I’m paying for it now.