So this whole semester has been tough. Not school tough...friend tough. Last year my best friend and I decided that we were gonna live together this year. Well the first semester started out well and then went downhill near the end of the semester. This semester is about halfway over, and it's gotten to the point where I really can't stand her anymore. I really didn't want it to get to this point, but it did. Tonight my roommate and I sat down with her and told her how we felt. She's at a much younger maturity level than us and she overreacts to almost anything. So we told her (well more me) that we didn't want to live with her next year. I feel bad about it cause I didn't want to hurt her, but we knew it would come to it. I eased her into it for about 10 minutes then I broke the news to her. She cried, and one of our friends took her out to be away from us. I talked to my mom about it just now and she said that Sara's problems are not mine and I have to remember that and try to ignore things that aren't my problems. Goddess knows I have enough on my plate to deal with. I don't need anyone else's problems to deal with.

It's just so hard. And I hate the way things happened.