Let me just say.... I knew that this was going to be a problem before I even go here.
The idea of having to do my business in a public restroom for the next year was going to be an issue. I was completely freaked out about how I was going to do it that I even googled articles on it, they weren't much help, turns out that people don't really like to talk about how they poop in public. I even told Ms. Skinner about my worries but she told me that I had to get over it and just do it because people in college were mature and they didn't care..... experienced college students are mature, not freshmen. So my first week of being at college, I went to my dorm's restrooms a lot to see if people actually didn't care if someone was pooping but, every time i went, people were only peeing. I realized that my worst nightmare had come true... people DID care if you were pooping. After the first week I avoided at all costs going to the bathroom, instead I went to the bathroom in the middle of class so it was for-sure empty. Of course it wasn't empty all the time so I would just pee and leave or I was about to do my business and I would hear the door open so I'd get up and leave. There were many times, where I felt I was about to explode. This one time I went to the bathroom before class but there was these other girls in there and one of them had brown boots and the other pink Nike's, so I just walked out and decided to return during class. So, I'm like 20 min into class when i decide to go bathroom and I get there and guess what? It's empty! So i sit down and start doing my business, when all of a sudden the freaken door opens.... damn it! "I know, I'll just sit here quietly until she leaves", so I sit there waiting but I don't hear any peeing sounds, the girl is just sitting there quietly. Then, the door opens again and a girl runs over to the 3rd and final stall, "great, now I have to wait for both of them to leave." But, the 3 girl is just sitting there quietly too, we all are. After a couple of minutes, I start wondering if maybe the door stayed opened and the girls walked out without me hearing them, I look underneath the stalls to check if they're still there and they are but then I realized something. One of the girls in the stall had brown boots, and the other pink Nike's... they were the same girls from earlier! Then it hit me! They had to poop earlier too but since the 3 of us were in there, we all left with the same idea of coming back later when it was empty to do our business, now we were waiting for the other 2 to leave so we could poop in peace. After a while I just couldn't hold it anymore and started pooping very quietly. After a while, we were all pooping silently while the awkwardness seemed to scream..
OBVIOUSLY that wasn't working, so i decided to limit my solids and just drink liquids and smoothies. Everyday for like a week I drank pure mango-go-go's from Jamba Juice (I get it for free in my dinning hall), clearly they don't actually fill you up so that didn't work either. So then I thought "What if I just ignored it?" It was pretty successful for a couple of days but then one night I woke up and knew that if I didn't get to a bathroom soon, my bed sheets would no longer be white. So I got up and ran! I went to my floor's bathroom but there was people inside so I ran down to the 2nd floor's bathroom, it had people too. I ran to the 1st floor's bathroom, nope, then I got the idea to look for an empty guy's restroom but I was too weeny to do it! I ran back to my floor's bathroom, sat on the toilet, whispered "YOLO", and let it rip.
And that's the story of how I learned to poop in college.
The idea of having to do my business in a public restroom for the next year was going to be an issue. I was completely freaked out about how I was going to do it that I even googled articles on it, they weren't much help, turns out that people don't really like to talk about how they poop in public. I even told Ms. Skinner about my worries but she told me that I had to get over it and just do it because people in college were mature and they didn't care..... experienced college students are mature, not freshmen. So my first week of being at college, I went to my dorm's restrooms a lot to see if people actually didn't care if someone was pooping but, every time i went, people were only peeing. I realized that my worst nightmare had come true... people DID care if you were pooping. After the first week I avoided at all costs going to the bathroom, instead I went to the bathroom in the middle of class so it was for-sure empty. Of course it wasn't empty all the time so I would just pee and leave or I was about to do my business and I would hear the door open so I'd get up and leave. There were many times, where I felt I was about to explode. This one time I went to the bathroom before class but there was these other girls in there and one of them had brown boots and the other pink Nike's, so I just walked out and decided to return during class. So, I'm like 20 min into class when i decide to go bathroom and I get there and guess what? It's empty! So i sit down and start doing my business, when all of a sudden the freaken door opens.... damn it! "I know, I'll just sit here quietly until she leaves", so I sit there waiting but I don't hear any peeing sounds, the girl is just sitting there quietly. Then, the door opens again and a girl runs over to the 3rd and final stall, "great, now I have to wait for both of them to leave." But, the 3 girl is just sitting there quietly too, we all are. After a couple of minutes, I start wondering if maybe the door stayed opened and the girls walked out without me hearing them, I look underneath the stalls to check if they're still there and they are but then I realized something. One of the girls in the stall had brown boots, and the other pink Nike's... they were the same girls from earlier! Then it hit me! They had to poop earlier too but since the 3 of us were in there, we all left with the same idea of coming back later when it was empty to do our business, now we were waiting for the other 2 to leave so we could poop in peace. After a while I just couldn't hold it anymore and started pooping very quietly. After a while, we were all pooping silently while the awkwardness seemed to scream..
OBVIOUSLY that wasn't working, so i decided to limit my solids and just drink liquids and smoothies. Everyday for like a week I drank pure mango-go-go's from Jamba Juice (I get it for free in my dinning hall), clearly they don't actually fill you up so that didn't work either. So then I thought "What if I just ignored it?" It was pretty successful for a couple of days but then one night I woke up and knew that if I didn't get to a bathroom soon, my bed sheets would no longer be white. So I got up and ran! I went to my floor's bathroom but there was people inside so I ran down to the 2nd floor's bathroom, it had people too. I ran to the 1st floor's bathroom, nope, then I got the idea to look for an empty guy's restroom but I was too weeny to do it! I ran back to my floor's bathroom, sat on the toilet, whispered "YOLO", and let it rip.
And that's the story of how I learned to poop in college.