11/05/03 11:41am

I was so proud of myself this morning... I finally made the call to student housing to see what the process is for changing roommates. *sigh* But now I feel more depressed than before I made the call.

The way the lady I talked to made it sound, the only reason in the world I would want to switch roommates is if I have "irreconsiable differences" with her. Except, my roommate is a perfectly nice girl. I just don't like living with her.

Is it stupid then, of me to have my heart set on finding someone to live with who I actually feel comfortable around?

Now, if I want anything done I have to go through R.A.s or the R.D. I used up all my courage for today though... I only have so much of it in me for matters like this- sure it gets easier to talk to people everytime I force myself to deal with situations- but it still scares the shit out of me.

I'm going to go concentrate on holding back my tears for a bit, and perhaps reconsider in my head if it's worth it anymore. Fuck- I don't need to be happy with where I live. That's why I have a life outside of home, right? Who needs a safe haven anyway.