I used to consider myself a big introvert. Super shy, nervous to talk around new people, hated working in groups, etc. However, as time passed, I came out of my shell just a little bit. Group projects will always suck, but I realized talking to people wasn't so bad; meeting new people isn't actually such a horrible experience. This growth has helped me a lot, especially when I first got to school.
But, since I've been at college, I've yet to have alone time. The bathrooms are public, I share a room with another person, there are always people walking around everywhere. All I wanted was to just be able to sit in my room or wherever and do my own thing just for a little bit. Well, ask and you shall receive. My roommate left this morning and won't be back until tomorrow. The thing with my roommate and I is that we're like best friends. No, we didn't know each before coming to school, we just connected immediately and basically do everything together. She left somewhat spontaneously, as did most other girls on my floor. I've been alone since I woke up this morning...and I hate it. Eating alone is not fun, and while it seems nice to lay in bed all day watching Netflix, it gets boring. So, the moral of this story is be careful what you wish for. Until next time friends,
QueenB
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