Thursday, February 8, 2007

CONFESSION:
"No offense, but I honestly don't know how I am going to live with you next year. I love you to death, but you are just so loud. Sometimes when I am with you I wish I were a turtle so that I could pull my head into my shell so that I could hide. I just get embarrassed... I'm sorry...

REFLECTION:
In this situation one girl was talking to another girl about her feelings about living together. It was brutal but it sounded like a conversation that potential roomates ought to have.

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