Passive and crazy...

So for the last 5 weeks I haven't seen or really sat down and talked to my best friend. For some people that would be suicide or in my case murder... because she was in Scotland and doing the study abroad thing and it was really awesome to think that she gets to go out and do all this amazing stuff like look for the lochness-monster and go ghost hunting in huge castles and whatnot. But while she was gone I couldn't help but to go more or less insane... In the time she was gone, I move out of my dads house, filled an entire apartment with furniture, did laundry like 4 times, became a freak about how messy my house gets, clean everything daily, began watching anime, saw Eclipse like 4 times at home because my boyfriend wouldnt pay for me to see it... I re did my website, edited about a billion pictures, stopped vlogging, started hating my room mate, and had a mental breakdown which lead to a black out... What does this say to you? I need my source of sanity at least in weekly doses, and when she was gone for five weeks I more or less lost my mind. So I got to talk to her very very briefly today, and I'm sorta alright now... since I hung up with her to let her sleep off the jet lag... I've only freaked out about a few things... how messy my apartment is, and how much I hate my room mate. Can I please go back to normal now?

Later on today I should be able to watch True Blood with my mom, if she comes over... but only after I do my dishes and take out the trash that my room mate seems to think doesn't exist.

No big deal guys cuz in my last post I complained about how I hate my room mate leaving his clothes in the living room, and then today I asked my boyfriend to take the clothes from the living room into the bedroom of the person they belonged to... then AJ proceeds to tell Andrew(the room mate) "the clothes you left in the living room are now in your room because Tiff keeps freaking out and getting really pissed off that you leave your clothes in the living room..." right in front of me and right to him... and I'm not a confrontational person. So, while Andrew was getting ready to leave, bagging up his laundry in our garbage bags that he didnt pay for because hes too lazy to go buy a hamper or put the clothes in his suitcase, he kicked one of my lightstands that go to my studio... I think it was just to spite me, but it is a possibility that he did it because it was in the walk way on my bag of studio stuff and he wanted to prove a point about annoying things being left in the living room...

Another thing... [this whole thing about the room mate is going to continue to be a rant] If I want family here every day, or friends that he doesnt know... i should be entitled to do so without getting shitty attitudes from him... Tired of it yet? FUCK YES! Ready to soak all of his clothes in bleach and leave them in his car yet? FUCK YES!

One thing's for sure... I'm way too passive...