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This has just been a bad... 7-8 days for me. And it really ended in a meltdown.

Last week was my spring break but it was really ruined by the fact that I had a midterm the day I came back. So it didn't feel fun.. it felt... harsh... and I missed my crime drama show cause I was kinda living out my own. It was just kinda a day I don't wanna relive.

On a more personal front, a few days ago marked a year's anniversary of the death of my grandmother, but I didn't have time to think about it then... I had work to do.

So I come back and study my a** off for this midterm and find out... it's not that monday. I ruined my break worrying about it and it wasn't that day! It was wednesday but I didn't have time to study because I had a 10 page paper on whether or not artificial intelligence was possible due on Thursday. So I'm pretty sure I failed both the midterm and the paper. I got a B- on a psychology homework I thought I had done really well on, and my brain flatlined in the middle of a Japanese oral test. Okay now that I have severely screw up all four of my classes lets move on to room draw.

I don't know why but for some godforsaken reason there was not a soul in my house who wanted to be my roommate. I don't know why. I mean I'm a pretty nice person, I'm not gross or too messy. I don't throw people out to have massive amounts of smelly sex or anything. So I really wanted a single. I mean no one wanted me as a roomie and I'm not sure I want another roommate after the sexcapades incident before spring break.

But anyways, room draw is done by class. I'm a rising sophmore. I had been given a really high number ( cool and was the second to pick in my house of my class. And I was really excited because the map showed that there were 4 more singles open! Excluding the basement singles because... well... those scare me. But then I went up to pick... and they were all gone. All of them. But you know. I was still a lottery winner more or less so I picked out a really big double, so if they did stick me with a roommate it would be a lot of space and I also signed a slip saying that if a single became open I might take it.

So I was talking to some people who I used to think were my friends and they all got the rooms they wanted and I told them my situation as well. 30 minutes later they come down to my room and more or less ask me why I had the balls to pick a big single because "others may have wanted it", if I moved out they might "give it to first years" and they were going on about how I was "really inconsiderate". And I just broke down. I couldn't do this anymore. How the hell dare those bitches tell me this when I legitimately won that room. It's not like any of them wanted it!

I haven't hyperventilated in years but tonight I jut couldn't breathe. I got a lot of hugs and support from people who actually didn't hate me which was nice... but those three bitches told me we were gonna finish that conversation later. I'd like to see them try. My girlfriend was really really supportive and asked me if I wanted her to give them a stearn talking to. she can be kinda intimidating for someone who is only 5'2"ish.