Clean and Refreshed

Today, when I arrived back to my dorm I walked passed the kitchen and it was still dirty and filthy with a horrible odor. The trash in the Trash bin was still accumulating. The dishes was piled with cups and dishes and it's been there the whole week! :( When ever I use bowls or dishes I would always wash it after use. I assume people who uses their dishes would clean after themselves but unfortunately it doesn't happen like that. Having the kitchen so vile makes me not want to cook. So I've decided to snap on my rubber gloves, cover my mouth with a mask, and tied on my apron! Minus the rubber gloves, mask, & apron because I didn't have any of them with me so I just had my hair tied up and my hands without gloves. After hours fly by I finally finish cleaning the kitchen. Now I can cook in the comfort of my dorm. I just hope it stays like that for a long time. I feel like no one appreciates the fact that I take my time to clean the kitchen and take advantage of it. I didn't clean the kitchen for them, I cleaned it for myself because I don't wanna live in a dirty dorm. When some of my suit-mates saw how clean the kitchen they came in my room and gave thanks to me, but that's all they could do, say thank you. Although I does feel nice that at least someone appreciate what I do around the dorm. But I would like to see other people contribute on helping out in the kitchen. I don't sense that everyone in the dorm put that much effort in keep the dorm clean. *sigh* I feel like I don't wanna dorm next year because I feel that my peers won't cooperate with on another. I just want to go back home and live there because I wouldn't have to deal with these things. Although living in the dorms taught me how to become independent. Cooking for myself is challenging at first because I would need to teach myself how to cook. At least I could make a descent  meal. I miss my dad's cooking as well as my mother warm soup.