I feel like a lost sock in the Laundromat of oblivion.

I hate my roommates. I'm slowly being removed from the apartment. It's just little things. For instance, things that I bought for our place are now MIA or thrown in my pantry area. A God awful picture of me they had in our living room had been replaced with a picture of the two of them. Quite frankly it makes me laugh hysterically. How immature? I'm half tempted to just ask them if there is someone else they would like to live with so I can move. I really do not want to go through the agony of moving my stuff again. I feel like things will not work out. At this point I really don't even feel like trying anymore. I guess its my fault as well. I'm really unhappy with my living arrangements. I try not to stay there very much at all. Just today I was going to the grocery store and had an awful feeling about returning to put my things away. Another thing! So say I go to take a nap during the day. I swear as soon as I put my head to the pillow the blinds are pulled open, music starts blaring and they start chatting about me. The reasons I hate girls so much are that they like to play mind games, they're snotty, self-centered and fake. Now I guess this doesn't apply to all girls, but most of them. I grew up with 3 brothers and I loved not having all the drama. But anyway they talk away as if I go into some coma when I lay down and can't hear anything they are saying. They are so immature.
On another note. My week was pretty good. I went home on Monday, Wednesday, Friday. ( to get away from my own apartment ) Went to Cleveland twice for random activities. I had lots of fun. Saturday I went to a birthday party for an 80 year old friend of my family. Had a blast...open bar ha ha ha I returned to school later that night to attend festivities. Woke up this morning and felt like I fell down a flight of stairs and then got hit by a train. Fun times. Many mornings I have to take walks to get my car. I have no problem with that. Better safe then sorry I suppose. But this morning I got a ride from my good friend R., I spent the night at his new house! fun times. He is kind of like my brother, rescuing, advice friend. ha ha Last night was a good night.
If I get all of my homework and stuff done today I think I'm going to see a movie... I don't know which one yet. I've been out of the loop for too long. I miss my job at the movie theater but I also dread going back. Its hard for me to have mixed feelings about a place that I love so much. Maybe I just needed the break and everything will be ok when I go back in a week.
Ok I have to admit it. My friends and I all think that it is hysterical to yell each others names. The girls in Italy are the ones who came up with it, but their tradition lives on at the hookah bar. It may sound dumb but every time I yell some one's name it's like a little bit of stress leaving my body. ha ha I feel like doing it right now but I may get in trouble in the silent work area in the library! Well I must get back to my school work.