O Roommates

So today I've been incredibly blessed. My room was flea-bombed so I wouldn't have to sleep in a sleeping bag anymore, and my computer got returned to me!! Its so funny to see how dependent on it I was... the first day I think I went to the library to find a computer 4 times. But as today rolled around, I was beginning to only go once a day to simply check my email for notices from professors and student groups. 

When I got my computer back, I realized they had replaced my hard drive completely, which meant I had to reconfigure everything, and lost anything that didn't come with my mac. This means I lost my music, pictures, Finale (and the compositions I had going), and office products. It was definitely a pain and I was severely annoyed and frustrated with the fact that there was NOTHING left. As I fussed around and got more irritable, I knew I needed to calm down. So I put my computer aside for an hour to do a quiet time and read my Bible for a little bit. In that time, God showed me how He had used that week away from my computer to make me dependent on Him, and not on my computer. It made me realize just how reliant I had become on technology when really, I have a cell phone that works well enough and the only thing I really need a computer for is some internet for email and facebook. I don't even need facebook that badly. So it was very good for me to realize this. As soon as I calmed down, things started to work on my computer. FUnny how God works isn't it? 

Anyways, I've been sitting here downloading all my stuff back onto this computer, watching old videos of my a cappella group and laughing at how ridiculous we really are... when suddenly I inhale and smell a very distinct, potent smell. I knew a few of my roommates had done pot, I suppose I just never really thought they would here. With as many concerts as I've been to, I know that smell immediately. 

Kind of a conflict. I don't want to fall asleep to this smell (and so my window is open as its a sickly sweet scent thats too much to handle in close quarters)... but I cant kick them out because even though everyone here does it, it's still illegal in NZ. I'm not entirely sure as to what to do. I suppose, like everything else, I simply need to trust in God and hope that He moves in this situation. Right now, I'm breathing cleaner air and trying not to focus on it. I don't care if they do it, it's their own decision. But it does bother me that they are doing it in here... the likelihood of getting caught is slim. But if they do I am probably guilty by association and will be reprimanded for not snitching on them. I suppose when they're sober I'll ask them not to smoke in here.... the walls are thin. (to give you an idea, they're smoking on the ground level and I can smell it from the top floor). 

O roommates.. silly people. silly youth.