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[bedlamsbard]

My roommate's moving out. Not as in, some time in the near future, but as in, right this very minute in the process of.

I don't think I did anything, and she says I didn't -- but she also says that she needs to get more sleep and I don't see how I'm to blame for that. Sometimes she goes to bed earlier than me, but the past few days she's been coming back after midnight, after I'm already in bed (I ususally go to bed at midnight), and she nearly always gets up earlier than me. And I'm quiet, guys, I always have headphones on unless there's someone else in the room with me or I've asked permission, and I don't see how that has anything to do with having a roommate. And she'd mentioned moving out before, but she said it was in relation to not liking living in an all-girls dorm -- but she's still in J.L.

I'm confused to say the least, and a little hurt that she didn't at least talk to me beforehand. (She basically walked in as I was getting ready to go to dinner and said, "So you know I'm moving out, right?" to which my reply was, "Oh. You are? When?" "Right now.")

On the bright side, at least I get her bookshelves?

ETA: Fuck this, I'm too distracted to sieze the last few hours I have before November and work on Dust. (PIRATES OMG. NUFF SAID. Except for the whole hurt and confused thing which is kind of killing my vibe. Maybe it'll be "In This Hollow Valley" after all.) I keep staring at it, adding a handful of words, and going, "God damn it, Tirian, can't something happen? Well, it was good to meet your cousin, I guess." Friday Night Lights it is, along with the kitchen towel of doom I'm currently knitting.

ETA2: Now I kind of want to write the Narnia/Stardust crossover for NaNo. Except I CAN'T, because it isn't just my baby. Or maybe some random other high fantasy, some kind of quest thing where I can make shit up as I go. I still have four and a half hours till midnight here, guys!

ETA3: She's moved out now. Man, looking at a bare mattress is really depressing.

Comments

[almostinstinct.livejournal.com]

*hugs* That's sucky. Better luck with the next one?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

And we were getting along so well, too! Or at least I thought we were.

They're not moving anyone else in with me that I know of; I'm trying to figure out whether or not I'm happy I'm getting a (fairly spacious) single.

[almostinstinct.livejournal.com]

*more hugs*

Hey, now you can stay up as late as you want! Score?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

I was doing that anyway.

[snacky]

Aw, I'm sorry. The hurt and confused thing kind of comes with roommates.But, on the upside, yes, nice single room!

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

I am seriously very confused. (She's in here right now packing up the last of her things. I DO NOT UNDERSTAND.)

[ineptshieldmaid.livejournal.com]

where's she going- moving in with a new roomie?

Anyway, sounds like she's dealing with her own issues, and I think you have to take her word that it's not you. Sounds like she's pretty confused about what it IS though. :S

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

No, she's moving into a single on the third floor. *shakes head*

It's just really weird for me. I mean, I thought we were good! But apparently there's something going on with her that I didn't know about. *shrugs* It's still screwing with my head, though.

[ineptshieldmaid.livejournal.com]

Maybe she just can't stand sharing rooms?

I, for example, just CANNOT sleep properly with other people around. *shrug* Add one to the list of reasons I'm never studying in the states.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

I don't know. *sigh* It's just...funny. I don't know. And now I'm in a weird, semi-depressed headspace. Whoo.

No, you should totally come to the states! You don't have to share rooms.

[realpestilence.livejournal.com]

If you got along well, and she says you didn't do anything, then don't worry about it! I know I couldn't sleep with a roomate in the same room, no matter how quiet they were, or how much I liked them...I can't have a light on, even a night-light, computer, or clock radio, or a streetlight shining through the window; and I can't listen to music, even turned very, very low. Snoring drives me CRAZY! I have to have absolute quiet and dark to get any sleep and even the sound of someone turning over in bed? Yeah, wakes me up. So *we* wouldn't be rooming together, either. :)

You said she talked about moving out, before. If, after she gets established in her new room, you see if she still wants to do things together, and she doesn't, or isn't friendly, *then* worry.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I don't know. But -- it's put me in a weird headspace. I don't know. *shakes head*

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

....Maybe....you can move the bare mattress somewhere....to hide?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Not as depressing as looking at the bare bedframe would be!

[animus-wyrmis.livejournal.com]

Maybe cover it up with an extra bedspread? I did that last year when my roommate did essentially the same thing. ("I'm moving out!" "Wait, what?" "There's a space open upstairs." "Wait, *what*?") It made it look less depressing at least?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

I don't actually have an extra bedspread. *sigh*

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

I dunno....but don't they have like storage closets somewhere? Where they keep like beds and stuff? So couldn't you ask like some of the staff to help you move the bed out?

[westingturtle.livejournal.com]

throw some blankets and pillows on the spare bed (if its lowered) and Boom! instant couch. Although if there is an actual boom noise something is probably wrong.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Yeah, if there's an actual boom, that's probably a bad sign...just guessing.