Pointless

I don't know why I'm putting myself through this. Why I even bother to try. Really, what's the point in this suffering? In all of this pain and annoyance? Why did I give up the comfort of familiarity, the ease of what I had? Every day, this whole endeavor seems even more pointless. I don't know why I even began this journey. Really, what was I thinking? The only thing that will come from this whole experience is the satisfaction of knowing that I achieved this all on my own. That I was the one who found the good and bad. When I cross the finish line, I will only walk away with the knowledge of what I have completed. But then what? I'd have suffered for that alone? Making the trip from one place to another is a pain in itself. So what is the point? And yet... I continue. I continue to achieve the goal that has caused me so much irritation: using every shower in the dorm to found out which one is the best.

Wait... what'd you think I was talking bout?

*sigh*... here I go to number 12.