Moving Out

Bethamphetamine, my roommate and I haven't spoken in three days. It's a little strange. When we first moved in to the apartment we currently share, we were just two single girls looking for a place to hang our hats and keep our stuff. We were best friends who told each other everything. Today I gave her my written notice that as of April 1st, I'll no longer be living with her. I packed up everything that's mine from the living room, and put it in my bedroom. (A bedroom that is now sporting a door, you need a key to enter. Only because half of her dvd collection was taken from a previous roommate she had, and I don't want the same thing to happen with me.) It's a bad situation, and I am eager to out of it.