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So lately I've been stressed out for many reasons:

Birth control - I was on this one brand for a year and it worked perfectly. Unfortunately for me the clinic didn't have that brand this last time, but offered to write the script so I could obtain it from a pharmacy. Thanks Walgreens, for your generic shit. I should've just taken what the clinic had. Now I'm on my period two weeks too early, and I'm sure I'll get it again when I'm really supposed to. The worst part is that I can't afford to buy tampons for two periods a month. Not to mention I get touchy during these red days and my feelings are easily hurt which makes the following a bigger deal than it is.

My roommate, or should I say roommates - I've lived with this chick for a year and haven't had one real conversation with her. Thankfully she's moving out, but before the relief I'm living in a hell made of cardboard boxes. Not only is all her shit strewn about the apartment, but her boyfriend's as well. The boyfriend moved out of his apartment and is now living here, which isn't much different from this past year, but all of his stuff has joined him. I feel like I'm scaling mountains just to get back to my room. It seems she's forgotten that I do still live here, as I came home to one of her boxes blocking my door yesterday. It still hasn't been moved from the cubby space I shoved it into, hoping she would notice the annoyance, while trying to get into my room. The other morning I also saw Esmeralda's (you'll get to know this crazy girl pretty well) and my muffin pan packed away with the rest of her kitchenware. Don't think so, bitch. I took it out and it's now in hiding under my bed. She's not scheduled to move out until after June, according to my friend who works in the office, but it seems like she'll be outta here sooner than that. I can only hope. I'll snap some pictures tomorrow to show you what I'm dealing with.

The one I have to get back - This doesn't stress me out as much as it depresses me. I've fallen for this boy who's now thousands of miles away. We worked together this past semester, but I found out about the two deadly Gs: girlfriend and graduating, so I never pursued anything. He invited me to his graduation party, and I'm not one to pass up free Zeigenbock. At the end of the night, which by then was very early morning, he confessed his feelings for me. It was a short affair since he graduated and left the following week, but one that convinced me there's definitely something there that I don't want to lose. I stay in just to talk to him on IM at night and when I don't get to I don't feel right. He's always on my mind and every text I get disappoints me when it's not him. I'm hoping to make my way to NY at the end of the summer, and in doing so I might have a chance to see him. Call me a hopeless romantic.

Drama - I have a large group of friends, so this is inevitable, but damn, it gets on my nerves. Get over it.

Computer virus - I have a virus on my computer and it just fucks up the net. I'll get it fixed soon, though.

Jeffrey - This is my car, a '97 Honda Accord. He falls apart sometimes, and it makes my life that much harder. This past X.mas Eve his transmission blew, thanks for the Merry Christmas, Jeffrey. His undercarriage came loose this time, not as big of a problem as the transmission, but enough to get to me, and was dragging for a few days, (so that's what that noise was!). It's now ghetto rigged with wire until I make it home for Dad and his shop boys to fix. I need to stop running over curbs.

No green - I'm looking for a second job. Been clean for about two weeks, aka way too long.

Money - I don't have any. I paid the full amount on my credit card that was due, forgetting that I hadn't paid my water and electricity bill. Fuck, I think I have $20, if that, to my name. This is the reason for the job hunting. I'm desperate for some hefty pay checks, Aquarena doesn't cut it. I even applied at Bikinis Bar and Grill (search it) if that gives you a better picture on just how desperate I am.