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So, remember how I mentioned that I loved my roommates and all was wonderful and blah, blah, blah?! Well, I shouldn't have said anything. I jinxed myself. My roommate who wrote fanfics (we'll call her Roommate B), told us Wednesday night that she was going home - going home and not coming back. And that she was leaving the following day - yesterday. Well, I basically spent the night in shock because even after six days, Roommate B, Roommate K and I had bonded pretty well. We had named our fridge for crying out loud. And Roommate B's printer (his name was Ferbie because when we flipped him upside down he started talking and getting pissed at us). She packed up all her stuff yesterday and her mother picked her up. It was beyond upsetting. Which is weird because I've never been friends with somebody so quickly. But Roommate K and I get along extremely well too so we're just trying to get over the shock of not having her around. She was loud. Now it's quiet. It's weird. But we've changed the room around a little and things are starting to get back to being relatively normal. 

We'll see how things end up... : )