Of course, this is also because I am a lazy person and easily influenced by others. Besides, I'm afraid I can't get along well with others, especially my roommates. So she is now a sophomore and realizes that I really can't be in the dormitory every day like a freshman, so she goes out to volunteer with another classmate, goes to the library to prepare for research, and goes out for a walk at night.
And now my roommate doesn't care about my nose or my eyes. When she said she was going to the library for the first time in Grade Two, she said in an unbelievable tone, Are you going to the library? Yo, do you like studying so much? I was really upset, so I went to the library to read a book. Can she just read in the dormitory alone? Why don't I read somewhere else?
Then I went for a walk with my classmates. Back in the dormitory, she showed me her face. My classmates and I volunteered to show my face when we got back to the dormitory. Stricter than my mother, the key still makes me feel sorry for her?
Because we usually have a good relationship with her and go out together, but she is very homely and volunteers don't go to the library at all. I will ask her when I go for the first time, and I will not ask her if I am rejected.
To sum up, having a waste roommate in college will make you feel that your efforts are hypocritical, that your positive attitude is unsociable, and that TA is so decadent in the dormitory.
But then again, the various forms of society and the survival of the fittest in competition all stem from their own ideas. The richness of the world stems from the uniqueness derived from everyone's independence.
If a person knows how to drink water, whether you think it is right or not, you should not interfere with other people's ideas. This is a kind of respect and courtesy. If you change the course of his life and he takes a fork in the road, he may still resent you.