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So last night, I actually started packing up my room to move out of my beloved, boy-filled apartment. Ha, what's sad is the only reason I really started packing was because Michaela needed a place to sleep on my floor...while packing, Jarret molested me some, which wasn't bad, but once he finally tired of me, I was able to accomplish shoving a fair amount of winter clothes into boxes, which are now stacked in my closet...it's going to be SO weird not living with those (hot) buddies of mine anymore and once again, living with other *gulp* girls...If I have roommate problems like I did freshman year, though, I will no longer be the quiet, accommodating one (I can't possibly after living with rude, disgusting boys anymore, anyway...they've taught me the art of the insult and unintentionally how to be a superbitch when the need arises)and I will NOT hesitate to speak up (aka run cowering from my dorm room and commute from home haha), but seriously, the girls @ my school really should not pose a threat...and I mean that in the nicest way possible! But yea, packing has commenced...boooo