steph-the partier
katie-the mom
alyssa-the bitch
christina-the boston gal
miranda-the comedian
all the terms are in a positive meaning not negative. we were all so different but we went. like when it came down to business we were humans and had feelings and shit. we had each others backs in the end even though some of us werent close. we knew we lived together and we wanted to make it work.
@2 days agowoke up at 8 am on the dot pretty much. its my first official day of summer, why? because i flew home last night from school. thought id be relieved to have a car, be in warm weather, good food, chico, make money, no class, no hw. well im not fuckin relieved i legit (i had to think about the word a while) feel like i got broken up with, a clean break up though! like the thought of it hitting you and realizing you have to accept it. “shit, this really happened.” it fuckin happened. LV2 (lakeview 2) is over now. Steph, katie, alyssa, christina, and miranda are no longer my roommates and we will never have that again. the environment of living in a house together. it hurts and it hurts the most with steph.
its like what happened the first week of school is happening all over again now that this year is over except im not actually getting broken up with this time lol. its like im left to deal with this but im not up at LV2 im home with no signs of franky P anywhere and no reminders of it. its sad.
im surprised myself about this little thought….louis isnt even in my mind. i mean the saddness or loss because deep down i know that next year will be the same as this year or better! he’ll have a single and ill be at LV4 and we’ll have a whole year. so thats a relief i guess.
@2 days agosteph boucher.
i love her with all my heart. she is so nice like i cant explain i dont mean like a mom or grandma. i mean like nice to everyone even if she doesnt know you. i got it, its as if your already friends and thats how she treats you. she has trust in everyone…well until you break that trust lol.
from the one of the first weekends of here getting drunk and letting random (random to me being a freshman) people in our room doing drugs off my desk sitting on my bed. i thought to myself what did i get myself into….my roommate is a partier to the max. and worrying till the next weekend. then to doing m***y for the first time (well my first time) and feeling so happy and her checking on me. well actually, everyone in the house was checking one me. best fuckin roomates ever. then to bonding on the weekends doing drugs or getting wasted or both. which then turned into bonding during the week and then a friendship came out :] idk how. we worked together we were very similar but yet made our own person. we had our black crocs and she had her ariel blanket and i had my spondgebob. (should’ve known from then we were meant to be roommates)
saying bye to everyone was rough but when it came to steph it hurt, i felt like i was getting my heart torn out against my will.
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