True Story:
So I have the best roommate ever.
I moved into this apartment the last day of March, and never had a good organizational plan for my room so slowly my room kind of got out of control. Then for the last month or so I've had a full time job....and have not felt like taking my free time to work on my room.
Well I came home today and I was walking up to my room and heard noises and my first thought was who is in my room??? I open the door and see the most beautiful, clean, cute organized room. I just sat on my bed and cried.
Wow. That's probably one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for me.
In other news one of my friends moved to a little north of Baltimore and comes to town every weekend cause his life is still pretty much here. One of my roommates from college lives a little more north of Baltimore than him, so he found out and has so graciously offered to let her meet at his house and come w/ him one weekend! :)
Also, this past weekend ranked pretty high: Friday night I met up w/ an old roommate in Baltimore, Saturday I went to another old roommates party a little west of Baltimore and saw friends from Liberty that I havent seen in like 2 or 3 years, and Sunday I went to a huge young adult aged worship service.
The only thing that's bugging me is I've messed up a friendship that meant a lot to me. I don't want to/can't say to much...but basically I way messed up. This friend wanted space and I didn't give it, which just pushed them away. Too bad it's too late when you see things in hindsight. I just wish I hadn't been such a freak.
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