so stress was totally kicking my butt last night. i woke up at 1 a.m. from a panic attack and couldn't go back to sleep until 3. i did ok at work but i was really upset that i let all the stress of this roommate situation affect me the way that it did. all day at work the roomie was sending me these messages saying i was irresponsible, disrespectful and so on and on because i don't do this and that-seriously if my best buds wouldn't have been reading them and giving me good perspective i would have totally bought into her crap and given in, but they kept me up. i've decided that even though it will be a difficult task to move out and on my own it's for the best. i can't tell you the last time i wasn't on edge in my apartment because i knew she would come down to scold me about not cleaning something in my place, leaving a fan on, doing this or that...i felt like a kid again. i've always been known as the responsible type- a nerd really- and to come out here to try to do this and then someone dog my character is pretty hard. NEVER rent from friends. that's the doozy of all doozies. sigh. i couldn't go home tonight...or this whole weekend actually. i'm staying with my girl, b. i have friends that make me wanna cry they're so cool. gotta love 'em.
i went and saw the lake house tonight. i recommend it. yes keanu can't act but they do a good job of limiting his dialogue (hee hee) and it's cute enough to see passed the two or three cheesy cheesy parts. nacho libre will be watched tomorrow (passive voice rules!)
ok it's late. i'm exhausted. night folks.