👉 Okay, okay, settle in closely, folks - we need to unpack something here that hasn’t quite…lodged itself into mainstream vernacular yet. Let’s talk about the wonderfully prickly, frankly slightly alarming, and entirely made-up word: "dormnet."
Now, technically, a dormnet isn't a thing. There aren't dormnets in existence! Blast it, I just kind of…coined it up for this exact moment. It essentially describes that unsettling, vaguely magnetic awareness you get when you realise the institutional beige of your dormitory floor is somehow actively judging your life choices. Basically, a dormnet is that tiny prickle on the back of your neck that says, "Dude, I see everything. And frankly? You shouldn't be wearing those sweatpants again." Think the combined anxieties of the custodial closet and the lingering shame from last night’s regrettable late-night instant ramen. The origin, as far as I can ascertain through entirely haphazard internet trawling (mostly just a desperate Google for "funny made up words"), is probably somewhere in that weird limbo between a half-remembered teen goth phase and the crushing realisation you haven't actually done anything productive since freshman year. It’s the dorm equivalent of a draft, but instead of cold air, it carries the weight of unspoken criticisms. --- Here's an unsettling example sentence to really nail that vibe: "The
