Oh TaylorThis day has been long but it ended well. It started last night, when I came home to my roommates (who I'm not doing well with) drinking and watching the Simpsons. I pretty much have a newfound hatred for Futurama and The Simpsons because of these people. I just don't understand sitting together on a couch Friday night getting drunk and watching shows you could be watching during the week that are not even THAT funny. But that's a rant that I could talk about for a long time and I don't want to get negative.
The point is, looong story short, I wanted to go to bed and my roommates and some other friends were loud and obnoxious and I went to bed feeling a little off so I ended up not being able to sleep well and two hours after laying down with the lights out I had to go downstairs to ask them to turn the music down. I'm sure that made them like me even more. Oh well. So I went back upstairs, made myself eat half a banana because I think my stomach was feeling off because I was hungry. Then I tried to fall asleep. I managed to do just that for about an hour or so but then I woke up to the roommates going to sleep, drunkenly trying to get ready for bed. I woke up and anxiety attack ensued. I had to open my window wide, freeze myself to sanity and then eat the rest of my banana. I slept well after that but had to be up early (for a Saturday) to drop my car off at Toyota.
To my great surprise they gave me a rental car which was great even though I only used it to go straight home and get back into bed.
When I woke it was time to pick up my car, I did that and didn't know what else to do with myself. It was a lonely and depressed feeling day for reasons I couldn't quite pinpoint. I'm not sure if it was leftover emotions being thrown around my head from the night before or if it was the fact that I live in a house I don't ever want to go home to, or a job that drains my energy as soon as I walk in the door because I am trying hard to be grateful for the opportunity but I know deep down that it's not right for me.
Life is so short but so long at the same time. I'm coming up on my quarter century birthday next year and I want to be doing something that I am happy with. I want to be living my quarter life dream. I want my tattoo(s), I want a dog, I want a 1 bedroom apartment, I want to be living in Tennessee. I want to be off of medication, I want to be dancing. I want want want. Is this a lot to want? I want to be making a decent amount of money, an amount that won't have me living paycheck to paycheck and will cover my beautiful puppy's expenses as well as mine. I'm not asking for a lot of extremely luxurious things. Just a little life. I want to be in a town where people are raised to be respectful.
The movie was great. I got off topic. I apologize. Starting point being, I really enjoyed the movie and my dinner of popcorn and candy. I loved Taylor Swift's part in the movie because she's just so obnoxious but so frickin adorable in general. She breaks it down pretty good. I just laughed... out loud just a bit remember the scene.
Did you see it? I understand it's not anywhere up to the level of Love Actually but it's still pretty fantastic. Personal, humble opinion.
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