All in a Week...

 Last week was the worst week I could ever have imagined. Let me tell you what happened from the beginning;

 So, to begin with, I broke my glasses about two weeks ago, so I've been walking around with broken glasses (don't judge, it gives them character :P). At first it was just a crack along the upper right-hand side of the right lens. Then, that crack finally broke apart and the lens was literally snapped in two. That happened towards the middle of last week. Skipping a few days now, Tuesday I auditioned for my first show! I was so excited (even though I knew I wasn't getting cast, it was a great experience), but I completely wasn't prepared to get cut off half way through my monologue, I was pretty disappointed, but I got over it. After that, I lost my key. I used my key (which is attached to the keychain on my wallet, meaning I lost my entire wallet) to get into my room Tuesday night, my roommates had a bunch of friends over. I went and got some ice-cream and did some homework, and right as I was getting ready to leave out to my friends room, I couldn't find my key.

 This was after everyone had left already, and I freaked out! I know I used that key to come in the room, and it's not like it's just a single key, it's a whole wallet! So now, my school ID, metro card, debit card, food card, house key, mail-box key, and cash is GONE! I've looked everywhere and it is literally nowhere to be found! And every time I enter the dorms or the school without my ID, I'm supposed to get charged. FML. It's not like I can just get a new ID, house key, and mailbox key... that would cost me $80 total. And all of my money was in my wallet. Go figure. So I have to knock to get into my own room, and I can't buy food without my ID which has my meal plan on it. And did I mention I have no cash?

  Alright, so Thursday I'm feeling so overwhelmed with everything that I can't handle it. And it's not just the wallet thing. It's the fact that every one of my friends is extremely talented. They can all sing, dance, play the piano or all three! I feel so out of place here. I want to be able to go out to see plays with them, but I know I don't have the money to do that, and it's embarrassing. Also, if not for my friends, I'd be practically starving. I can't buy myself food with no money and no meal-plan. Then, I'm tired of being lonely. I'm seeing so many relationships built, and I want one of them to be me, but no... it doesn't work out that way. And on top of everything I was home-sick. At first it was fine, but seeing my friends go home on weekends made me feel like shit. I wish I could go home for the weekend, and be with my family, but I can't... they live on the opposite side of the country. So I called my mom and told her I didn't like it here and I wanted to go home. I was an emotional wreck.

 Here comes the fun part. Friday night, after I told my mom I was fine, and was just going through a phase of home-sickness, my friends and I went to an NYU frat party! I got FUBAR! (f*cked up beyond all recognition) I puked soo much it was crazy, and I don't remember the majority of the night. But according to everyone else, I spilt my guts about a huge crush I have on one of my friends, and that's why I kept drinking. Because I was upset that he met someone at the party, and it wasn't me. And I told him all of that... I'm not sure if he remembers it (I sure don't), he probably does, and just isn't saying anything about it. Why do I do this to myself?

 So here I am drunk out of my mind, falling off the ladder to my bed, and what do I do, but puke in my dorm room, and on my roommates blanket. The next day, the room smelled like someone died. I cleaned it up, and washed the bedding. I'm sure my roommates hated me. Then, I went to watch "Remember Me"... a really good movie.. but it was horrible :P

And that was my week. FML.

~*kisses*~