Hey everybody. Today Sandra want to tell you one insightful story. It's about the fact that you can't trust even the closest people. At 16, I moved from my parents to another city. I entered the college. I couldn't find any college with my profession in our city. So, we discussed it and decided that it would be even better to move. I was always responsible. I mean... it would be stupid to ruin my dream because of the distance. My parents immediately rented me a room in the apartment with 2 more girls. They helped me to move my things. By the way, they asked me to call if I had any problems.
Actually, I was a nerd. I really spent all my time on studies. I didn't even go for a walk and hang out with friends at the parties. So, a year later, parents totally calmed down. They even began to hint that it was time to find a boyfriend and not only study. But I didn't have time, for sure. Besides, my roommates were like me - typical nerds and homebodies. Once... we had a crazy night, when we were watching the penultimate «Game of thrones» season. We watched it and drank tea with cookies.
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