Tired of Being Tired

I'm not going to lie - this day has been one frustration after another. They weren't even big things - but it's the kind of thing that makes you feel like crap no matter who tries to cheer you up.

And living in a house with other people can be fun and it can be aggravating (or however the heck you spell that). Take for instance, the majority of the stuff in this house is mine - yet, no one treats my things with respect.

And then there's the element of living with people who are 5 and 6 years younger than you...One girl will fuss at others for not cleaning up, yet leaves bowls of mac n cheese in the living room for days, leaving it for the rest of us to clean up. Today, she just walked in on me in the bathroom while i was trying to get in the shower...the girl has seen me naked more times than anyone I know, and it's because she doesn't know how to knock. We've discussed this, but she doesn't seem to get it. She has used my milk, my peanut butter, my butter, my cheese...even my BREAD - and never replaces anything.

I'm one big complaint tonight. It's amazing how things can be going so right, and then suddenly, one comment can make you feel so out of place that you feel like you really don't belong. I know - I'm not really making sense...

Anyway, there's a big concert tomorrow - I've got to get to bed so I'll be ready for it. Hope all is well in yall's neck of the woods. I'll blog more later :).