I’m so frustrated with my living situation right now.
My housemate would be fine if she’d actually get out of her room and stop Skyping her almost-boyfriend all the time (the poor guy wants to date her but she’s “afraid of commitment” so she’s refusing to put any kind of “label” on it, but she pretty much spends every waking moment talking to him, so I don’t know who she thinks she’s kidding), but this house is just too big to feel like I live in it all by myself. The most frustrating part is that originally I wasn’t supposed to live with her - I was supposed to live in one of the houses that had 3 or 4 people - but she threw a fit and traded me for the girl she didn’t want to live with.
I hate having such a big, quiet house all to myself all the time. I know things will be different when I’m working full time, but it’s still going to be me all alone in this giant house on the weekends…
Thank God Shannon is coming to visit in two weeks because otherwise I’m pretty sure I’d go insane.