Strange

My roommate finally moved out.  I have a huge room to myself.  I desperately need to clean up though.  My mess is spreading onto her side.  Which I guess is okay for now.  But my boyfriend may be visiting soon so I'll have to make sure I'm not a terrible slob.

I didn't wake up on time for my final this morning.  I'm not really feeling all that guilty about it either.  Mad at myself for messing up the whole semester...but glad to sleep in the extra few hours.

I made myself breakfast this morning (noon lol) not because I was hungry but because I know you're supposed to jump start your metabolism in the morning.  4 Egg whites and a tablespoon of cheese.  I really just don't feel like eating it though.

It's strange to be alone in this room.  I hated my roommate but it's kind of bittersweet that she's gone.

Xoxo,
Strength
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