It's been a month.
To be honest, I never felt so unliked and lonely as I do now. It's hard to express how much it hurts to see people write messages to my roommate on the whiteboard that I bought or how much it kills me that whenever people come by, it's to see my roommate, not me. It's not that people aren't nice, they are, and i'm on good terms with a fair number of people, but I wouldn't call any of them my close friends. I keep getting the feeling that they're nice to my face but secretly are disappointed that i'm with them. I rarely get asked to come along. I feel so alone sometimes...