I Like My Space

Well, it is official, I am feeling suffocated. Well, not literally, but I am definitely not used to people being around the apartment all of the time. Last semester my one roommate didn't like me very much and stayed clear of the apartment as much as possible and my other roommate hung out with her boyfriend 24/7/365.

So I got used to being alone, doing whatever I wanted wherever I wanted and nobody was around. I could burst into song whenever I pleased and do random dances whenever I wanted. Now, things have changed. The new roommate is definitely around more, but I would much rather have somebody who is pleasant and around more than somebody who didn't like me and isn't around at all. And, my other roomate just broke up with her boyfriend so she is around ALL OF THE TIME. Don't get me wrong, she's a great roommate, I am just not used to her being present so much.

I remember when everybody started going other places last semester and I was all alone and it was an adjustment. It taught me that I really do like my own space and not being around people all of the time. Ugh, that sounds anti-social. I am definitely not a hermit, I go to classes, study with my friends, etc., etc., but there is something to be said about being alone in an apartment for a certain amount of time.

Well, I guess that things are always changing, so I must get used to this again. Heck, the majority of last year seemed as if I lived entirely by myself in a beautiful huge apartment!