above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.
it makes me kind of sad (and pissed off) that we live with 9 of my roommate’s good friends and they rarely ever come upstairs to see her. they sometimes come up to talk to our other housemate, but pretty much never to see my roommate. whenever someone knocks on our door, it’s usually because they need to borrow something and then return it two weeks later (or something like that).
my roommate is such a good friend to everyone. seriously, this is cheesy but true… her friendship is a precious gift that not everybody gets to experience! she treats all her friends with genuine kindness and compassion. she loves people, so i wish they would just show her the love she deserves more often.
this isn’t to say that the other people who live here have bad natures or anything like that. they’re all great people. i don’t really know them so i don’t expect anyone to come looking for me, but really, it’s surprising that we all live in this building and they don’t ever come over. i mean, it’s not like two of their good friends live 5 feet away from them or anything.
