I am kind of a sociophobe. I don't like to get much involved with people and I generally keep social interactions to a minimum. It is one of the reasons why I am the kind of person that can endure most enviornments without any complaints. My recent room-mate was a major pain but I never cared about it much since it almost seemed like the morning sunrise to me. Just the usual happenings of a usual day in my life.

Until the room-mate moved out today (or rather was metaphorically kicked out by the landlord). I never noticed this place could be so quiet. Ahh, it feels so nice...