Friday, October 14, 2011

new house, new/old roommates

I was starting my last semester of college and as I mentioned in my last post, I had moved out of the house I was living in, and moved in with two friends I had known my whole life and one I have met first year of college. We all got along great. It seemed that my last year of college was going to be great! No drama, no disrespect, no mess!

By Christmas time, two of the girls were deciding it was time to move out. One decided she couldn't afford the house and moved home with her parents, and the other moved out because she got a job and only came back on weekends. By the time the next semester started, we had a new roommate and one empty room. The new roommate was never home, she pretty much just used her room for a storage room and spent most of the time at her boyfriends house. This of course was fine with myself and my other roommate. We loved having the house to ourselves. We were able to focus on our studies and everything was always so clean!

Things were great. My boyfriend and I had been together for 2.5 years, I lived with one of my best friends, all of my other closest friends lived across from the street. Things were great. Of course, that can never last.

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