Until I came here, I thought I like being in my room all the time and that I was a kind of person who cannot stand having a roommate. How wrong I was. - well, at least, a good roommate, that is.
My roommate was gone for the weekend to Nice and I was a bit excited because it was the first time I had the room all to myself. Well, I didn't like it all that much. I behaved in a way that I always have with my roommate in the room. (Except for a little less cautiousness when undressing.) I actually felt really lonely and missed my roomie. She just got back and my emptiness is gone :) She got a little present from Monte Carlo, a little tin box with caramel candies. And before she had left for Nice, she left me a note that I am the best roommate she could've had. I was so touched!
Although I get more sidetracked with my roomie because we have fun talking to each other, I think I work better with someone beside me. I can't explain why... Maybe because I feel a little embarrassed to be playing games and all when I obviously have so much work to do.
Anyways, I am glad she's back now. With someone else in the room, I think I play more moderation.
