Simply replaced

That's how I feel; like I've just been replaced.  Not enthusiastically.  Maybe not even intentionally.  But my (former) roommate (who is no longer my roommate due to the fact that I am studying abroad next semester) now has a new roommate.  And I can't say I'm a huge fan.  Not of the new girl.  Trust me, I've already Facebook-crept and she definitely looks nice enough.  But I hate that I'm no longer Jennifer's roommate.  I can't tag her in our adorable photos saying "Roomie <3" like I usually do.  And we'll still have our jokes, but she and her new roommate (the new ME, in all essence) will have their jokes, too.  I try not to be a jealous person, but I'm definitely wish that Jennifer could have our room all to herself, so Chelsey could still come and nest in the room, like the good old days.  But life goes on with or without me.